#13 5/4

Morticia

How many of us
Devastate the ones we love?
at least she warns them.

Shiny scarlet sign
Could she be more obvious?
Time is running out.

Hurry now and love.
Red sand falls with a vengeance.
Belly full of stars.

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#12 5/3

Dimes in my pocket
Forge another link
In the growing chain

Bells explode inside
Another broken
Foot steps in the grave

Too many red lights
Too much sound, too much white smoke
Sleeping on the job

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BREAK

It has been a remarkably busy weekend, so I have taken a few days off.  I shall begin again on Monday.

#11 4/29

Wake up!  The light is fading from your eyes
and soon I will be left here all alone.
I guess it shouldn't come as a surprise.

The time is near to part with your disguise,
cast off the only robes you've ever known.
Wake up!  The light is fading from your eyes.

Will I forgive the multitude of lies?
The angel's kiss will turn your flesh to stone.
I guess it shouldn't come as a surprise.

The air here is too heavy for goodbyes,
pregnant with every sob the wind has blown.
Wake up!  The light is fading from your eyes.

Is this the echo of your labored sighs?
The chisel of spirit escaping bone?
I guess it shouldn't come as a surprise.

The rattle of this dark soul as it flies
away from me can only be your own.
Wake up!  The light is fading from your eyes.
I guess it shouldn't come as a surprise.

#10 4/28

Young girl, awash in enchantments
the magic of great journeys

Hands entwined, eyes full of oceans
a long and winding road

A heart is knit.  A heart unravels.
the tyranny of time

An alien land, a thousand voices
alone inside the din

The tiny mouth, demanding eternity
so many empty rooms

His whiskey smile, quivering flashbacks
a fool's gold promise

Wet pillow, waking nightmare
some deflected blows

A slamming door, clicking locks
another final straw

A heart is hardened.  A door opens
hands are always out

A fat grey cat, who used to be skinny
lounging on the porch.

#9 4/27

I hope he knows,
in his quiet moments,
how beautiful it is
to do the right thing.

I hope the cloud
of scrutiny
hanging constantly
above him doesn't

shower too much
doubt upon his
"I have a lot to prove"
smile.

Easy to say --
Love your neighbor
Honor your parents
Give your possessions

to the poor.
Lay down your comforts.
Give up your notions.
Open your heart.

I hope he knows,
somewhere in dreams
how rare is the
flower of justice.

#8 4/26

I've had to post a few recent-ish but not new poems.  It's harder than I thought to come up with something new every day, but hopefully I'll get better with practice.

UNTITLED

There is never enough time
between one breath and the next
to say it properly
and so we stutter
clumsy drumbeat dreams of love,
lies that never stood a chance,
or just shut our mouths and dance
to the rhythm of our own blood.

There is never enough space
between one step and the next
to get to you
and so we stare
through the microscope of tears
at the people we've become,
deaf and lame, blind and dumb,
grasping across the void.

There is never enough love
between one pulse and the next
to stem the flow
and how I long -- I've always longed
to reach into your chest
and clutch the beating shards
with all my weary might until
they forget to be broken.