Poem: Vision

(For National Poetry Month I am writing a stream-of-conscious poem per day. Each poem is  a spontaneous poem single edit – could get messy!  Here is Poem #25.)

night gathers dark around me
holds me tightly in the gloom
promises to stay with me
keep me locked in this cocoon

strangely oddly you appear
wearing only silken lace
why does this room smell like fear?
you move with unexpected grace

float across the darkened floor
slip right through where i’m laying
sending shivers through my core
desperately now i’m praying

yet what am i praying for?
your body speaks of heaven
but i know there’ll be more
once you begin your session

it always starts out so nice
your wispy touch on my skin
trailing hints of higher heights
my god how long has it been?

you make me crawl on my knees
and make me give you pleasure
remind me not to displease
or you will take your measure

your nails rake down on my back
as you guide me through my plight
using my body like a rack
a toy to bring you to delight

and when i can take it no more
you finally give me release
then fade away through the door
leaving me to an aching peace.


Poem: Unveiled

(For National Poetry Month I am writing a stream-of-conscious poem per day. Each poem is  a spontaneous poem single edit – could get messy!  Here is Poem #24.)

you hide from me
as i hide from you
truth be told
from neither

why do we keep
firmly in place
these mute masks
we’ve forged?

here
i’ve broken mine
revealing to you
what is beneath
look here and see
the maggot lines
across my face
wriggling sores
festering ooze
of unvarnished me

why
do you scream
and turn away
from the real me
why do you insist
i be your lie
why won’t you
show to me
your ugly truth?

here
let me tear
your mask away
and…
oh my god
why is this
transparent?
you’re still the same…

Please stay
don’t leave me here
lost in my decay


Poem: Tongue

(For National Poetry Month I am writing a stream-of-conscious poem per day. Each poem is  a spontaneous poem single edit – could get messy!  Here is Poem #23.)

 

gliding
sliding
tasting
trying
testing
pausing
imploring
exploring
gently
known
unknown
deeper
probing
down
around
over

in
out
breathing

softly
seeking
sweetly
salty
seeping
savoring
surprising
uprising

in
out
over
gasping

firmly
finding
sensual
smooth
sensations
mingling
tingling
in
tantalized
tingling
in
improvised
tingling
in
agonized
tingling
in
in
realized
released

panting
in
in
in

out

subsiding
gliding
over
sliding
still…


Poem: Strength

(For National Poetry Month I am writing a stream-of-conscious poem per day. Each poem is  a spontaneous poem single edit – could get messy!  Here is Poem #22.)

it
isn’t easy
it is never easy
challenges will appear
that block us from our goals

we
push on
with fortitude
keep calm carry on
comprehending persevering
looking for ways both straight and true

this
mountain
firm in front of me
doesn’t need to be moved
i just need to move myself
the problem isn’t moving ahead
the solution is simply going around

we
focus on
what cannot be done
instead of simply doing
what is in our power to do.


Poem: 21

(For National Poetry Month I am writing a stream-of-conscious poem per day. Each poem is  a spontaneous poem single edit – could get messy!  Here is Poem #21.

hard to think I was ever so young
nothing’s like being twenty-one
drinking and dancing until two
heading home with somebody new

and twenty-one then there was you
I never thought I’d fall in love
caught with that first how do you do
utterly completely to you

twenty-one I was so alive
twenty-one so much left to do
twenty-one you stole my soul
twenty-one it never lasts

everything became about us
lingering long after midnight
telling our stories sharing dreams
having our future by any means

days we never got out of bed
us laying simply skin to skin
twenty-one was the year of bliss
nothing would ever ruin this

twenty-one I was so alive
twenty-one so much left to do
twenty-one you gave me love
twenty-one it never lasts

we lasted long past twenty-one
promised our lives and made our vows
yearning with hunger we consumed
every last taste of each other

even volcanoes take a rest
even earthquakes must settle down
but not us we just kept on burning
spiraling madly out of control

twenty-one I was so alive
twenty-one so much left to do
twenty-one you made me whole
twenty-one it never lasts

fires die in a pile of ash
when we were done nothing remained
not even hate we just grew cold
nothing between us – not a spark

our passions fading into dark
thirty-one and you simply left
a decade summed up in a note
saying “farewell I’ve moved out west”

twenty-one I was so alive
twenty-one so much left to do
thirty-one you broke my heart
twenty-one it never lasts.


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