Poem: Words

(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 #26.)

i cannot but help be compelled
-you’ll see- to speak of any thing
just let the sounds all dribble out
gently adhering where they cling

words often reveal fine meanings
far away and above my head
that others see and then applaud
thinking “See where his thoughts have led!”

the reality is just this
i never know what i will hack
it simply leaks right out my pen
staining pure white all inky black

i do think that my words are crude
bitumen blend best burned away
later refined by smarter ones
to mean what they might really say

i have no wisdom in these words
no conception of intention
another idiot savant
exceeding his comprehension

inside my heart and in my soul
reside a million mad monkeys
crazily just jabbing away
the gibbering of street junkies

randomly patterns will appear
that echo of William Shakespeare
tickle your brain and disappear
lost in the bitter swirl of beer

words taste great and are less thrilling –
well that was a waste of your time
now run along, enjoy your day
while i go mangle another rhyme.


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.


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