stare

08 September 2013

stare

 

I stare

at Nothing. It

stares back,

 

a contest

which no one

ever

wins.

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.

lullaby lie

01 September 2013

lullaby lie

 

factory’s thrum

becomes

a lullaby

lie,

 

its bedtime story

soothes, numbs

a noisy mind.

summerfall

13 August 2013

 

 

summerfall

 

 

 

ripe watermelon

sprinklers on grass

evening bonfires

thunderstorms

 

 

everything changes

much too fast

sometimes.

myopic

09 August 2013

myopic

 

moth flutters

against my window,

seeking

light,

 

while I sit

looking out into

darkness.

extinguisher

09 August 2013

extinguisher

 

I wrote of love,

once

upon

a

 

time

extinguishes hope

in fairy tale endings.

septolet

09 August 2013

septolet

 

seven lines

fourteen words

written in

two parts

 

a septolet

doesn’t sound

too difficult.

 

(thanks Dominic for the new form discovery Black And Write )