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Spiky Things

what's this spiky thing
embedded in my landing
inspired nest bedding

Categories: spikes, bird, nature,
Form: Haiku

Tricky Maneuver

Which is trickier, slipping or sliding?
The ice out there is a hard quarter inch. 
Which is riskier, gripping or gliding?
  
  I'm digging down deep in the workroom bench;
  I remember they are in here somewhere.
  The ice out there is a hard quarter inch.

   I've got grip thingies

Categories: spikes, 11th grade, winter,
Form: Terzanelle

Who Am I

I being threatened to smile
But why you been telling me to cry
The thing that keeps me guessing is why
Not to keep the one who’s sly
At least he knows how to reply
Because world is a cruel piece to cry
The man, woman and all thereby
Are meant to hurt you and will try
They complement to make you weep

Categories: spikes, 12th grade, abuse, analogy,
Form: Rhyme

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry

Shove Your Ice Spikes

Go ahead and shove your ice spikese into my skin and pull out my soul 
Lodge your poisoned arrows in my damaged heart
Burn my eyes with your acid tears , stripe me out of everything and threw me to fall 
Go a head shatter me to million pieces and turn to ash every little part

Categories: spikes, deep, hurt, love hurts,
Form: Sonnet

What Spikes My Pulse

To sip sickly sweet cardamom
tea with cinnamon and honey
And eat cakes by the Parthenon
where the whole blue world is sunny 

Not a single sweet iced daydream
not some drug induced affection
Can warm me like your mild sunbeams 
and your smothering perfection

The potions that I, earthly, know
create happiness so it seems
But no gilded high nor base low
can

Categories: spikes, addiction, beautiful, drug, love,
Form: Quatrain

Gold Rings Cold Spikes

Gold Rings   Cold Spikes


On our wedding day I said, “I do” to be true

          gold ring on my finger there were two


but  

 
I did not say, “ I do “ to a collar with cold spikes

Categories: spikes, abuse, wedding,
Form: Free verse

Railroad Spikes,Musings On Memory

Some pin memories delicately
and precisely like butterflies.
I, however, use railroad spikes.

This morning was spent well,
walking along a high desert trail,
close to some old railroad tracks.
My sister had shown them to me yesterday.

I am looking for signs that I was ever here before
today.
A boot print, perhaps, to match with my own
today.
Some lightly crushed sticky poppies or

Categories: spikes, memory,
Form: Free verse

In a Bed Full of Toxic Spikes

somehow i lost myself
right now i have no feeling
in this moment i lose myself in the façade that includes her
my one true love is waiting for me
i am too much of a coward to tell her that i will not be coming back
our son has had quite the battle with spinal meningitis
last night he called

Categories: spikes, addiction, betrayal, lost, yellow,
Form: Free verse

Three Rusty Spikes

It wasn't three spikes,
Keeping Jesus on the cross;
But His incomparable love,
Caused Him to bleed;

On Golgotha's Hill He took,
 All my sin and dross;
After crying " it is finished",
From sin I'm freed.

Categories: spikes, jesus, sin,
Form: Lyric