Name Shame My impersonal self, my very own divine, cannot be contained by a few cursive lines.

My impersonal self,
my very own divine,
cannot be contained
by a few cursive lines.

#GloPoWriMo

Warrior of the Sun Warrior of the sun, help me to discover happiness like a brightly colored vest to be worn and cherished as chores are done.

Warrior of the sun,
help me to discover happiness
like a brightly colored vest
to be worn and cherished
as chores are done.

The Flower Queen A rose is a rose, from seed to bloom, its essence more than mere perfume.

A rose is a rose, from seed to bloom,
its essence more than mere perfume.
Within each pistel endless potential;
the rose is royalty consumed.

#glopowrimo #napowrimo

Marisol’s Disgrace And up above only darkness, save the light of one small vent where I imagine you are peering to see your lover lynched.

And up above only darkness,
save the light of one small vent
where I imagine you are peering
to see your lover lynched.

#GloPoWriMo

To Those Who Dwell In Daylight If I can hold the faith of youth, extend the distance between suffering and truth. The self in streams of light reveals, the clay pot of my body fills.

If I can hold the faith of youth,
extend the distance between suffering
and truth. The self in streams
of light reveals, the clay pot of my body
fills.

#GloPoWriMo

Closer to Thep I am at home in an etched sanctuary

I am at home in
an etched sanctuary.

#GloPoWriMo #NaPoWriMo

To Sea Again

To Sea Again

Place ⌘f Interest And if it gets too late, Option+⌘+Escape cuts through red tape.

And if it gets too late,
Option+⌘+Escape
cuts through red tape.

#GloPoWriMo

To Pass Into the New Palm trees in traditional clothes dance above beaches of yellow gold.

Palm trees in traditional clothes
dance above beaches of yellow gold.

Heavenly Offerings She could have played at the Grand Ole' but instead she stayed at home made her family biscuits and wildberry jam.

She could have played
at the Grand Ole'
but instead she stayed at home
made her family biscuits and wildberry jam.

Fon Tee Sure I'm older now, no longer pointing East, all sequins and beads.

Sure I'm older now,
no longer pointing East,
all sequins and beads.

The Pith of Grieving To the flowers, death is a vase. And all that came before us by the wind's slight whims erased.

To the flowers,
death is a vase.
And all that came before us
by the wind's slight whims erased.

#GloPoWriMo #NaPoWriMo

Baiyuan A ballad that crescendos quickly for I am the wandering poet, brachiating through the canopy at highest speeds in search of a lost love, a soul I will serenade for an eternity.

A ballad that crescendos quickly
for I am the wandering poet,
brachiating through the canopy
at highest speeds
in search of a lost love,
a soul I will serenade
for an eternity.

#glopowrimo #napowrimo

I Carry My Torch I grin at the phone screen as if you're standing in its place.

I grin at the phone screen
as if you're standing
in its place.

#glopowrimo #napowrimo

Recess Reggae Yah mon, the recess reggae.

Yah mon, the recess reggae.

Remate

The heat hangs—
a white sheet
billowing after being bleached
by monsoon rains.

Spurned Sundae How could I love anything that after a few minutes goes, poof?

How could I love anything
that after a few minutes goes, poof?

Hot Spell

Hazy street, intense heat.
Dangerous UV rays cause
thunder under feet.

The Ultimate Scavenger The ultimate scavenger, cut and paste master, flipping and flashing, framing hope out of disaster.

The ultimate scavenger,
cut and paste master,
flipping and flashing,
framing hope out of disaster.

#glopowrimo

Book Direct for the Best Rates Sandwiched between my sisters, I carried back with me "More than a feeling" of fresh ocean spray.

Sandwiched between my sisters,
I carried back with me
"More than a feeling"
of fresh ocean spray.

#poetry #GloPoWriMo

Full moons alter animal behavior by increasing light, enhancing hunting for predators, and disrupting the activity of prey, including wild poets.

City Gangrene A loaded gun went off 
inside me..

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A Visitor to Your Heart A kiss on the lips, then slow unzips: We engage in hospitality. #poetry

A kiss on the lips,
then slow unzips:

We engage in hospitality.

James Blake - Trying Times (Lyric Video) YouTube video by James Blake

Eyes fast forward,
but minds rewind.

We’re trying time.

Even with her infinite patience
and grand designs,
we want to call our own shots,
eight ball in the corner pocket,
a bank shot,
but with little aim
and no one but ourselves to blame,
the moment’s lost.

#vss365

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Homeless Soul Death, you homeless soul— barefoot in a tattered suit, cross-legged on my neighborhood stoop; the grave your most treasured gold

Homeless Soul

Death, you homeless soul— barefoot in a tattered suit, cross-legged on my neighborhood stoop; the grave your most treasured gold

Stemma By nightfall's rubber stamp, I'm filed next to you.

The thickness of the
paperwork hurts,
but by nightfall's rubber stamp,
I'm booked.

Barren women
are deadwood
off someone’s family tree,
prizes for the hollow ones
wanting pure idolatry—
unsoiled touch,
free from rust,
a veteran trunk
#magnanimous.

Superlove I sleep like a murder victim lined in chalk. #poem #poetry

I sleep like a murder victim lined in chalk.

Story Time Sunday #66 A Singular Harsh Truth In the central park where the ceremony is scheduled to take place, dirty piles of unwanted snow and ice linger beside waste bins. Nature's rejects remind me of a singular, harsh truth: life is suffering, and death is the most humane release for something past its use. #fiction #flash

In the central park where the ceremony is scheduled to take place, dirty piles of unwanted snow and ice linger beside waste bins. Nature's rejects remind me of a singular, harsh truth: life is suffering, and death is the most humane release for something past its use.

#flash #fiction #sci-fi

If I Didn’t Grab You And if I didn't heed desire's torch, find shelter on your lighted porch, I'd be left for dead, vulture food, sun-beaten and scorched.

And if I didn't heed desire's torch,
find shelter on your lighted porch,
I'd be left for dead, vulture food,
sun-beaten and scorched.