dirt on the welcome mat

Monthly Archives: February 2012

Like warm weather
In winter,
You stole. 
One blossom
Burst
And strangled-
 

You tangled seasons,
Circling 
A single brown hope

That stretched 
To grasp this
Pink
Soft
S
tar.

Hope forgot its own
Smooth skin
To brush
The jar of promise
Sweating dew,

Hope danced
With the wind,
Twirling its treasure
Too soon,

But its thin arm
Never let go-
This flower
Fell for you.

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on Valentine’s
my heart’s a chalky banana-
no gooey cream center
or soft melting shell.
dull red is printed
deep in my dusty
desert yellow
Sweetheart;
the typewriter letters
so succinctly spell
my Valentine motto-

LOL


Braid the sunset
And weave the river slow-
Let it sparkle between burnt evening strands,
Hold my hands.
Take my soul
And look through it into the light
That flows between water and sky,
Soothe from it the night
That scratches deep
With clock-face fingers.
Keep the morning shadows too-
Let smooth sun slants
Warm my face,
Illuminate you
In the daybreak.


you can have too much
water,
showers
swallows
sheer expression.
your glass,
hold or hide it,
gathers
this earth glue
between
your hands.
think about it
sometimes
just before
drip-dropping
down to sleep.
then swim in
the overflow,
don’t try to
keep the deep.