The cold stairs,
the cold, hard, stairs,
the cold, hard concrete stairs,
the cold, hard, concrete, piss-stained stairs.
He climbs,
climbs to the stars, the cold, hard stars,
climbs to the starlight
that glitters in his black eyes.
.
Thighs walk up a spine.
Upwards, bootlaces tugging a brain.
,
Head dizzy, legs stretched up
into a light-bulb head,
tortured tendons
trembling elastic bands.
He leans his cold, wet forehead,
on a locked, wet, metal door,
his body is bent like a question mark.
He sees distant glimmers,
glimmers of starlight,
starlight
down,
way down in the cold, black stairwell.
Categories:
bootlaces, poetry,
Form: Free verse
I have things I want to say,
But lined up in my mind
Are a hopeless football team of words,
Who’ve arrived all anyhow, the fools,
Hung over, bootlaces undone,
With no real idea or notion of the rules
Confusing one another, indifferent,
Just fools, willing to give up the game,
My good words with good intentions,
Facing the empty field, the open goal,
They’re no good at all, although
I plead for help, they’re only wanting
Rest and their bus ride home, but still
I have things I want to say,
And somehow, one year, I will.
Categories:
bootlaces, birthday, christmas, easter, friendship,
Form: Free verse
off to the side
i give my
masonic sign
then blinking
three times
with my right
eye i
show you my
bootlaces dyed
yellow
our color
you nod and smile
raising
your evening
gown slightly off
the ground
exposing bare
feet
then you
scratch your
nose twice then
pause
and
scratch it
twice again
noticing
you've been using
your left hand middle
finger
so i give
a knowing grin
dress
casually
dinner at ten
Categories:
bootlaces, muse,
Form: I do not know?
Weekend wanderlust, backwoods trail tramping
Accesorized with well-heeled, hard-soled boots
Forrest frolicking, overnight camping
Freefalling footsteps connect to grassroots
Lost in labyrinth of lengthy commutes
Energized inboard engine outpaces
Scavenger hunting and other pursuits
Tieing up loose ends with taut bootlaces
Observing the touch of untouched places
Muddy meanderings, dry diversion
Pathway erases bootprint/ retraces
Exiting road-less-taken-excursion
Rejuivenated, (much to my liking)
Striking campfire desire for more hiking
Categories:
bootlaces, adventure, earth, mountains,
Form: Sonnet