nacre grace
...
dear …
moonlight
keeper of the wan,
wondrous, midnight mists
might I beg of you a kindness?
I know you hide there,
safe from the needling stars in a
shroud of black brume
but could you wi...
...
Continue reading...
Categories:
brume, analogy, metaphor, moon,
Form: Free verse
Let Me Be Weak in Your Arms
...{"Hands reach out to my entire entity as in response I thrash against my restraints, the ambiance I sucked in suffocated my lungs, and the smoky brume in the enclosure made me convulse rearwards and ...
...
Continue reading...
Categories:
brume, absence, abuse, addiction, anxiety,
Form: Free verse
nevermore
...
an eagle …
snake clutched in talons
flew across the sun and cast its
shadow beachward
like a dark arrow … loosened
I watched it soar and disappear into the
fingery brume of the high fells
...
...
Continue reading...
Categories:
brume, analogy, creation, death, humanity,
Form: Free verse
The Dancer
...Like an old cat stretching her limbs in the sunlight
Warmth seeping through knots in her gnarled hands and sShe sits on a paisley chair in front of the East window
welling in her stiff knees
Pre...
...
Continue reading...
Categories:
brume, age, dance, death,
Form: Free verse
Popping off
...This was last Christmas - 39 days ago - doesn’t that seem like ancient history?
We were in Lisa’s (parent’s) 50th floor flat, in Manhattan. It was mid-morning, we’d done the present thing, and it...
...
Continue reading...
Categories:
brume, christmas, grandmother, humor, music,
Form: Free verse
sight unseen
...
bam …
the thought explodes -
a tritium fusion reaction of epiphany
engulfing my every concern
knocking me on my bloated ego …
I have swum your gaze
a hundred hundred times
and more …
I ha...
...
Continue reading...
Categories:
brume, analogy, emotions, introspection, relationship,
Form: Free verse
wail hunt
...
I blundered …
through the dark forest -
I knew where I was headed
though I’d lost the trail many hours hence
but darkness had now fallen
and my face and arms
were etched red from my many st...
...
Continue reading...
Categories:
brume, analogy, dark, horror, howl,
Form: Free verse
Gone
...He puffs in the nightly brume
His noctambulous proclivity
He calls it, a force of habit
Something automatic
Tonight is especially morbid
Atrabilious even
As he hunches gaunt
Over her headstone...
...
Continue reading...
Categories:
brume, bereavement, men, mental health,
Form: Free verse
The Fens
...Snipe and Curlew are skating on the mist
they sing of the water
that sky-water which sways to their songs.
Flat is this land with no coastal margins,
here I am the peak of a mountain
my coated...
...
Continue reading...
Categories:
brume, poetry,
Form: Free verse
The Call
...I stand …
my toes
wriggling in cold sand
(pigs in winter mud)
sun has set
bloody and shimmering like abalone
the sea stretching from me
to the reach
shadowy and forlorn
but the horizon, st...
...
Continue reading...
Categories:
brume, analogy, dark, death, introspection,
Form: Free verse
River of Clouds
...Contest: Trilonette Contest Sponsor: Joseph May 6-21-23
#1
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
River of Clouds
Lazy mists dawdle through valleys,
Wending in a river of clouds,
...
...
Continue reading...
Categories:
brume, river, sky,
Form: Rhyme
Berth
...we tremble …
or we don’t
night wears a net of stars
or a brume canopy
but in beamy blue or ink
it is only the mystery we fear
the dim trepidation
but a mask.
we are all bound -
from first ...
...
Continue reading...
Categories:
brume, age, analogy, blessing, death,
Form: Free verse
The Sightless Sea
...Lowing fog horns
shake scales from rooftops.
We see the seawall drowning,
the surging waves rising
unfolding spume and brume
into mountains.
From the pub on the harbor front,
we can hear the...
...
Continue reading...
Categories:
brume, poetry,
Form: Free verse
Last Duty
...the mist ...
was thick and blue
like some demon brume let
loose from the
bowels of death, itself
it swept along the edge of
the darkened forest
licking the evergreens with
its cyanotic tong...
...
Continue reading...
Categories:
brume, analogy, fantasy, history,
Form: Free verse
The Watcher
...Watcher ...
he wandered the upper
moorland mists -
the highest fells of Scottish countryside -
wrapped in robes of wan, wispy light …
aglow like the full of the moon,
and aback a white Arabia...
...
Continue reading...
Categories:
brume, dark, fantasy, imagery,
Form: Free verse
Related Poems