New Poems in Progress

18 07 2009

You slip to sleep,

I lay my head

on your pillow.

Absorb the whisper

of your steady breath –

in, out, in.

All night

you burn next to me,

a live radiator

that hums through my bones,

jars loose

the persistent ghost –

the doubt that has been nipping

my heels, that threads a needle

through my brow.

I sink now

with peace in my arms,

but how will I come to sleep

when you are gone?

——————————–

The burnt pancake landscape

retreats behind me,

sun beats down

on my left forearm,

this land is remaking me

brown.

————————————-

I’m naked in a wide,

forgotten field.

The tall grass is

the color of summer’s forgetfulness –

blood orange and burnt red.

Wind licks the the borders of my vision,

I watch distant gathering clouds

announce the approach

of winter’s gray ravens

in a storm of fallen feathers.


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19 07 2009
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21 07 2009
47whitebuffalo

…a live radiator / that hums through my bones…

yes…the energy of the person next….I like that very much…
and a storm of feathers…

you use strong images…cherries, body odor, noodles….mmm. good stuff all around…thanks for the word meal.

25 07 2009
bindo

Hey….Another great poem to dig!!! Thanks

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