pause

oh where to begin
or not
for to begin implies an end

perhaps it's best
to stay afar
and savor what could be

anticipation is
an agony far sweeter
than the ashes
of a fire gone cold

Inspired Ignited by an Eric Albin g+ post.

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Cold Ashes

somewhere between the fourth
and fortieth conversation in

on the cusp of of ignition

the warmth of her voice
her innocent smile
the light in her eyes

replaced by something cooler

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Change of Scene

mobile app and website screen
different lands, so it would seem
functions lost and others added
learning curve so steeply padded
once with grace I danced so nimble
simple two step now I stumble
soon my powers will turn right
unless I find some kryptonite

Inspired by a conversation with M. Zane McClellan

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Tarnished Knight's Lament

In his can without a wrench
No wonder that this knight is tense
And just the slightest bit aloof
Truth is he's feeling like a goof
Chessie Cat please be a dear
And fetch me yon can openeer
Odds bodkins! doubt if that will work
This metal man is quite a jerk
I'd trade a kingdom for a wrench
Nevermind ... balbriggan stench
And so I lumber on.

A tongue in cheek response to RC deWinter's 
So Glad You're Here ,  a Midnight Poetry offering.

Emo Poet's Curse

by ink on parchment only
do I know what's in your heart
and yet you've made the leap
and captured mine.

Inspired by Timothy Street's Ode to Emily D.
Dedicated to all the wordwrights.


Sounding

wrapt in the solitude of free dive's grace
descent relieves the burdens of the day
the moon alight in surface mirror calls
with aching lungs that portal to access
and yet I tarry in the sea's embrace
the tides of time slack 'twixt the ebb and flow
beyond the cold terrestrial demands
beyond the reach of human cares and woe

Inspired by RC deWinter's tides of time.



Cephalopod Spectrum

bright-eyed little octopus
you're clever, but you’re small
and in your size and empathy
the bully can stand tall
leveraging humility
against your natural gifts
to keep you down and in your place
while he obtains a lift

octopus your looks are un-
conventional it's true
but when you blush your feelings are
a symphony of hue
don't let his banal judgments
keep you caved in your self-doubt
his power will turn into ash
just let your kraken out

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