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Tony Knox Poem
i call his name, flowing silk that slips away.
a faceless voice whispers on the breeze.
i embrace the sound, wave its bouquet like a wine,
and touch it with my tongue.
i clutch it in my hands like running sands through my fingers.
and it lingers for a moment and is gone.
Copyright © Tony Knox | Year Posted 2025
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Tony Knox Poem
Feel my energy
& come to me.
Notice that knot
in your stomach
& know it's my breaking heart.
Rise without thought
& find your keys.
Excuse yourself
& run to me.
Fear my cooling.
Break the speed limit
to catch me awake.
Catch me thinking of you
& hoping you would come.
Copyright © Tony Knox | Year Posted 2025
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Tony Knox Poem
Diana draws her opal swans
Cross purple skies and bluer seas.
And Phoebus, not so far behind,
Pulls tight the reins of fiery steeds
And lets a blazing blink of sphere
Across the endless waving meads.
Copyright © Tony Knox | Year Posted 2025
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Tony Knox Poem
The dancer with no legs
moves swiftly around the room,
knocking over the vase, and
gracefully turns to the window.
"I wish I were like the moon,"
She calls out into the night.
Her vain wishes like stones crash
through the window toward the stars.
I shift my legs to keep
one from falling asleep.
"Sometimes, I want to fall asleep,"
She tells me, “And never wake up."
Her strong arms lift the body
from wheeled chair to sofa.
And somewhere in the distance
Her stones splash into the ocean.
Copyright © Tony Knox | Year Posted 2026
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