Buries Poems

Night Nurse

...Her eyes are laden with drunken sleep, 
Silhouetted by lank, tired hair flimsier
Than the spine of an elderly, broken night.
Tattered, it buries the horrors of night;
Braided, it creases the rows...

78

...breathing not with gulls but air,
I gasp when I wake from nightmares,
I wish my heart gave up as sleeping
the wraiths will snatch my death.
There's ground dust to bare,
and the memories won't da...

RENEWED

...A lifeless cloud, aloft invisible air
   Blows Eastward;
  A destination Fate had prepared.
                 Renewed;
        Is a bludgeoned heart,
 No longer fueled  by loneliness and despair....

Parents

...

My father is no conversationalist. For all practical 
purposes he lives in the garage where he tinkers 
with nuts and bolts, the lawnmower and the car.

My mother talks a lot. She lives on th...

Pass Away - Haiku - Tanka

...

The dead that now know
God's move in ~predestined~ wind
Sift through the free grass.

You must be longer
in there than I am this staid.
Above you, to leave
Where distant dogs bark, since t...

when no water

...  coffee
 
       from stale flask

                        itchy armpits 
                                             no shower  |||||| soap waits 
                              ...

Blackland Prairie

...BLACKLAND PRAIRIE

From Red River down to San Antone,  
The Blackland Prairie’s all but gone—  
Scoured clean by progress, tilled and torn,  
By “civilized” greed, excess born,  
A plundered la...

The Turn

...From pitch black to being the pitch in battle
From self-destruction to self-love

A touch of faith yesterday planted the seed
He heard my cry from the heavens above

Today feels better because ...

GITI

...## I.
Your absent gaze still scorches me,  
a mark from where your touch has been.  
The miles collapse like glass in rain,  
separation forges its cold chain—  
yet still your flame draws me wi...

The Crime of a Dollar

...The wealth of nations was once rooted
In toil, in grain, in honest trade.
But now—behold the phantom coin,
A paper god by empire made.

No longer tethered to gold or grace,
It floats on faith, ...

Lost

...A child with eyes like stars, so far
away, she wonders, loud.
She fears, ‘How can she be.’ Afar
her thoughts, they’re deep; a shroud.
Buries her head in mother’s lap.

Her mother dreams in this...

The Weight of Silent Eyes

...He says, "No soul will hear my cry.. 
No hand will catch the tears I dry."  
He says he shines, he says he gives..
But in his chest, no kindness lives.  

He paints with smiles, a brittle hue..
...

She

...Whenever she steps out-Hundred creepy eyes,
staring -hovering side to side,
she neglects, nowhere she can hide.
what can she do? gropers make an excuse,
she's open to the same stories of abuse.
...

Protection Tree

...There will never be
A story told
That does not measure
Hope so old
As in this tree
With shading bow
As here I sit
In writing now

For in this ancient 
Solid form
That buries deep
Under th...

Love Wears a Funeral Veil

...Love and sorrow walk as one, A bond unbroken, never undone.

For every kiss, a tear will fall, A whispered ache, a lover’s call.

The heart that loves must bear the weight, Of joy entwined with s...

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