Short Freeform Poems

The sky turned dark
The poet built a fire
& warmed his hands
Worms crawled thru
His skin& angels
Cried & moments
Slipped pass like
Lavendar melting
The Santa Fe Chief
& coyote serenaded
The wanderer

Remembering

Your hot breath
Cascading like
Moonlight on
His back
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red hot background

        black white flinging

                dancers cha-cha-chá






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2/7/2020
Ekphrasis tribute to Jackson Pollock’s “Free Form”  in the triadic line form

February 7, 2020
REFLECTiONS an ekphrasis triadic line
Brian Strand, sponsor

October 24, 2020
EoW (7) Art
Brian Strand, sponsor...

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I was waiting for someone
Anyone really 
To save me
Save me from what I didn’t know
But monsters lurked in the dark
Waiting for me to crumble
And when I did
They ate me whole
But in the reflection of my blood
I saw a face
My own
And at that moment I realized
I was my own savior
All along
All I had to do
Was turn the light on...

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could have said no, should have said no, but i was 7, and 8, and 9. i feel guilt for something i had no control of, i was only 7, and 8, and 9. i had 3 years to say something yet i didn’t. i wish i did. i fear intimacy, i fear touch, i fear her. could have said no, should have said no, i wish i said no. but i was 7, and 8, and 9 only a child who was embarrassed they let this happen to them. i am now 16, realizing it was not and never was my fault....

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Dust settles 

Vibrations loosen
the dust on my piano,
releasing tiny particles
into a rectangle sunbeam
dancing about the glass,
as I play compositions
on freeform keys,
fingered imagination
frantically moving
levers in never before
heard melodies
with a locked
sustain pedal
holding each note
to gradually evanesce
into the silence
awaiting your return
as the dust
once again
settles


3/22/17
For the "Dust" poetry contest
Sponsored by: Shadow Hamilton...

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