Thursday, December 28, 2017

poetry

worshipping with words
the human experience
this tabernacle

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Tuesday, December 26, 2017

swish of corduroy
brain freeze without the ice cream
late December stroll

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any port

the eye is still
of the storm
or is it
I

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Inspired by Uma Venkatraman's untitled piece beginning with "You bring me a steaming cup of coffee".

Sunday, December 24, 2017

perhaps

perhaps if I'd show some restraint
you'd pay a little mind
and arch an eyebrow or the like
while I explore in kind
the treasures you've put on display
but hadn't quite revealed
until you'd come to see my way
submitting to the feel
of rough attentions slowly
dealt within a velvet glove
both hot and cold administered
and lingered o'er with love
then on the cusp drawn back a bit
withheld like indrawn breath
to lengthen the experience
which fingertips and lips incite
as embers blown to flames ignite

perhaps when conflagration ends
with cuffs unbound
begin again

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Tuesday, December 12, 2017

California crisp

it started out west
a new confection
carmelized and smoky
what we thought tectonics
would render the seed
of a new Atlantis
actually a fuse
lit by the oligarchs
well ... really Beelzebub
in their name
he's heard that final Trump

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Inspired by one of RC deWinter's Shorties with Selfies.