Poetry: Gravely Poetic

Friday, January 28, 2005

You Ain't Pimp

Did you capitalize on me Share me like art, spread me Like a magazine, pawing fingers Flipping pages as though Wads of dirty greens, wet With sweat, the gold hanging From your thick neck, a noose Going to suffocate you, wealth Misrepresenting, nothing You can’t satisfy me, my hunger Ain’t belly... Sign in to see full entry.

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Tuesday, January 25, 2005

(A rough draft) Innocence Captured

I push back the curtains to find There is no sun here, just dead trees With long branches, bony fingers Wanting to scratch my skin Make me bleed, so I can feel Anything but the cold tile Beneath my dirty feet, blue And black, like the bruises left By your massive hands, tough When they should have... Sign in to see full entry.

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Friday, January 21, 2005

Icy Departure

Red cheeked and breathless I greeted you at the sign Caught between two traffic lights And your hands found mine Snug like mittens on a string You walked with me through The powdered streets Of winter’s lonely addiction Postcard scenery and two Pale shadows, caught in Metrical stride, watching... Sign in to see full entry.

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Tuesday, January 18, 2005

Name Day

I was small then, a rail child Mere tumbleweed, the wind Rattled my lungs and left me Gasping for air, like love A silent emotion moving Through the tracks, a train With no passengers, No Los Angeles was there A place to call home, Daddy Capital D, not like mommy Lower case m, you were Important, my... Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, January 17, 2005

Mornings with You

If only I had not, Awakened to your loveless lips Greeting a cigarette as you Walked out the door I would have awaken to song Yet you do not love me I’m the comfortable shoes you wear When your new ones pinch And stunt your growth I’m aware of your excursions To neat houses on corner streets With... Sign in to see full entry.

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Thursday, January 13, 2005

The Catholic Grotto

Clunk clunk, heavy heels Carrying the weight of sinners Pounding upon polished wood Running errands for GOD Walking as though stone An icy command, next a cry As the wicked child is shoved Into a box outside, the sun Beating rays in punishment Unmade faces wagging tongues Tiny knees kneeling before... Sign in to see full entry.

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Tuesday, January 11, 2005

Int.The Opera. Night.

He stroked my hair, playful fingers pulling As though intensity caught him unaware And so I met him at intermission, our lips Partial moons caught in an eclipse A celestial wardrobe of possibilities Folded out the sky, a map of telling The word Caliente written on the marquee In Victorian scroll,... Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, January 10, 2005

The Chase

I watched you from the back door, Your eyes on her feminine sway Her hips a pendulum swinging To a Cuban motion, your eyes Focused like a spectator, a voyager Following the stars to navigate Your way through the rough crowd Beer and liquor held like torches Waving in the soured air, the musk Of wet... Sign in to see full entry.

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Friday, January 7, 2005

Homeward Voyage

You stir the path of my history As though you fear I might drift Into waters too deep to resurface And so I flip tail and swim A mermaid diving into the bowels Of Poseidon’s garden, the deep Treasured reefs of gold and silver Touched by a thinly veiled virgin And sung among the city of coral In a... Sign in to see full entry.

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Thursday, January 6, 2005

A Not-So-Simple Split

In case I forgot Huh? No, I meant to say What? No, that’s not it It? Would you let me Finish? Yeah, do you mind No. Why not? Because Say it! I Can’t! You can’t? No, I won’t. Why? I don’t know. Then leave. I can’t. Why not? You’re standing on my foot. So want to go? Just move! Sign in to see full entry.

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