Fallen
Fallen
Fatal bite
On forbidden
Bit life
Gathering
Strewn
Sewing life
Recriminations
Are passé, spirited
Rebel strays
Again
And
Again
*painting is byGeorges Seurat
Originally Published: April 15, 2012
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Life’s Cute Mysteries – four tercets
Billet-doux
Book from church drive
Had pressed to sepia breast
Antique handwritten billet-doux
Head Lines
Breaking news lines
Replicated grooves on his
distinguished forehead
Love
A thief that catches unaware
Robs tongue pounding its fist
In fist size fluttering heart
Summer
Nature’s quickening beat
From winter’s leisurely sleep
Earth shooting color in sprees
Originally Published: April 14, 2012
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Forgetting
FORGETTING
More I try to forget
More I remember
You’ve crawled under my skin
Daily launder heart
With softeners
You’re hard to bleach
You’re that one imprinted tattoo
On memory’s skin that will fade
When I am no more
More I try to forget
More I remember
You’ve crawled under my skin
In an about face, I remembered you
Visited spot where we’d carved our names
How did we end up carving each other?
We began life with childlike naiveté
Illusions replete in first flush of love
When did reality steal their heat?
More I try to forget
More I remember
You’ve crawled under my skin
We donned happy masks
For sake of family
Emoted love artfully
Internally imploding, we carried on charade
Of happy togetherness, but alas our love’s
Creamy layer evaporated, only dregs remained
More I try to forget
More I remember
You’ve crawled under my skin
Battling with regrets of what was and became
Wondering when season of love became season of pain
Wishing this endless summer of regrets goes hastily into fall
More I try to forget
More I remember
You’ve crawled under my skin
~
*painting is by Amadeo Modigliani
Originally Published: April 13, 2012
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Seasoned
Seasoned
Less peppered~ more salted
Walk this path,
… In hand, reasons many
Moods vary
Attuned to way
Things panned out
Previous day~
stark trees
Naked debarked
in purity’s sheen, ready
to preen in fickle garb
I trudge determinedly
In shoes of varied feathers
Team player of round robin
Seasonal game of hide n seek
~
Originally Published: April 10, 2012
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Canopy
Canopy
Curled trees
Arched to comfort those
… lying in eternal sleep
Leaving footprints
In the wind, minds
and hearts of kin
tread softly
speak gently
forgive and forget
finally
Originally Published: April 10, 2012
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