hands on art

02 September 2013

hands on art

 

I went to the art museum

though most things I couldn’t see ’em

I tried to get touchy

was punished quite roughly

her sculpture wasn’t quite free then?

rhetorical

02 September 2013

rhetorical

 

Have I ever

truly found

a love worth

finding?

 

Never mind,

don’t answer

that.

 

Sometimes, I

ask questions when

I already know the

answers,

 

but

wish I

didn’t.

fourth floor ward

01 September 2013

fourth floor ward

 

(for The Sunday Whirl #124)

 

well-oiled floors disguise their approaching footsteps

but after awhile, no one is fooled anymore.

Whispered lost, always on the very fringe of imagination

drives a dagger of doubt into the most stubborn.

Feathery shadows, wisps of uncertainty, play Hide-n-Seek

like inky blots revealing themselves only to you.

An uninvited spark, visits hallways and rooms despite

sophisticated electronic locks and surveillance cameras.

You quickly learn to withhold the whole truth, because

only the insiders believe and no one can sway the others.

Lately, I see scarlet nearly everywhere I look, and they laugh,

amused to suggest I am just dreaming in color, wide awake.

I smile, knowing it is close, something is close. In silence,

I wet my dry, cracked lips. The doctor shoots ne a perplexed,

almost worried look as I begin to laugh.

ghazal

01 September 2013

ghazal

 

with unrehearsed steps, I pace the aisle in darkness

each bitter breath condemning the child to darkness

 

the song she sings so innocently during play

reminds me of another beguiled by darkness

 

we meant to chase the sunset hand in hand once more

our words like hard to swallow vile whispered darkness

 

sweet grass gently sways, an invitation to dance

although unaccompanied, I smile through darkness

 

a bridge to memories begins to slowly fade

I peer for awhile into the foggy darkness

 

free and unbroken, I ran simply for the joy

long before I knew fears waited in wild darkness

 

But who is like God, declaring let there be light,

in the end will I be put on trial for darkness?

Grayscale

01 September 2013

Grayscale

 

in a world of grays

I can only see contrast,

just shadows and forms

of unforgotten details

and imperceptible shades.