Sta.sh
COMPLETE 2013
February 28th, 2013
Dire desperation
A feeble whimper for help;
roar of these raw times.
February 27th, 2013
Gluttonous ash cloud
sucks the moon's blood
and swallows the night.
February 26th, 2013
Bark! An explosion!
Angry bodies escape the
network of lung cells.
February 25th, 2013
Silently cloning,
multiplying, honing in,
determined to kill.
February 24th, 2013
Tea and sympathy
readily available
for my dear sister.
February 23rd, 2013
I will hold my breath
as the north wind does the same
waiting for your love.
February 22nd, 2013
He hovers behind;
Hamletian apparition.
Always following.
February 21st, 2013
A long slow curve,
your smile upon my shoulder,
a scar of your touch.
February 20th, 2013
Dandelion seed,
Where do you go while I sleep?
To whom do you run?
February 19th, 2013
Whorls from fingers
Imprinted in the trees
Count their rings too.
February 18th, 2013
Orchid explodes.
Sudden fragmented flora;
everything is lost.
February 17th, 2013
Inorexibly
changed, we both leave scathed
with our scars of love.
February 16th, 2013
The poem in kohl
written on my cheekbones;
admits I miss you.
February 15th, 2013
A violent God
Throws sand at an earth full of
Disobedience.
February 14th, 2013
In the white spaces
between the words and phrases;
I can speak my love.
February 13th, 2013
The silent click clack
of outstretched limbs creeping
closer. Spiders suck.
February 12th, 2013
The pale buddleja
flushes lilac in the sun;
tiny burning cheeks.
February 11th, 2013
Ugly, unwanted,
Unnoticed dirt. The soil
nurtures all life.
February 10th, 2013
Like glitter tossed
Unceremoniously
They illuminate.
February 9th, 2013
Dead stars shine brighter
In the loneliness of space.
We fill the vacuums.
February 8th, 2013
Dusted with silver
The ghost specter turns. Nothing.
Nothing, without you.
February 7th, 2013
Push my thumbs in
to your Aortic valve;
pull the beat right out.
February 6th, 2013
A dead sun rises;
An unlikely red thumbprint
On the blemished sky.
February 5th, 2013
A kiss thrust onto
the sharp blade of his shoulder.
Stabbed in the back.
February 4th, 2013
The ballerina
slips off her tutu backstage
but pirouettes again.
February 3rd, 2013
She wishes with ink;
Autobiographical
fictions of her life.
February 2nd, 2013
Your metronome heart
regulates my anxious breath
as I grasp for sleep.
February 1st, 2013
Half apricot moon
thrums behind the Indigo;
Yearning for our love.
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I commend the originality, but I fear for the conservatives among us....
As far as this "Splash" of yours... might want to tone down the arm-flailing... last time I checked, we had a few tsunamis.
(Humor aside: You are doing a great job! [As far as I have seen so far. Most of it has been holding interesting conversation with you instead of reading what you have posted.])