T's reasons

Daughter of Poseiden Thrust ashore on a mountainous wave with ponderous step and salty spray planted feet and hands of clay and I so small looked up in awe her countenance across the sky tall and laughing casting shadows tossing out great nets of twine she captured with her blustery breath and... Sign in to see full entry.

Eyes jammed shut She left this world No feathery thrush Upon the sill No flowers at the side Or soft white pillows Downy sheets She chose instead to ride Wild horses near the gate Legs thrashing at the bars On starchy sheets And springs that squeaked And mattress thin and large Saving Grace was not... Sign in to see full entry.

Weather events excite me stick stuck in the spokes and plans gone awry too many choices are suddenly none and as the light slides slowly down the arm of green couch in the den I secretly pray that this will last and I know, so do you When life has a life of its own without us any respite, a fallen... Sign in to see full entry.

The simple act of sweeping the floor can be graceful A tangled ball of wool, engrossing A respite from a mind numbed with details like wearing new eyeglasses, I'm forced to look at one thing at a time And not to scope the house for endless tasks, done to be undone Life is always poised on some new... Sign in to see full entry.

My recollection of my grandmother’s face is always in profile Some superstition from the old country caused her never to look Into another’s eyes or to smile at the present A yellowed snapshot given to me shows her With her stepsisters sitting on a knoll, looking way out into the distance This... Sign in to see full entry.

Eyes jammed shut We feel our way around the room Reaching out wildly with arms and hands Grabbing and releasing walls and strangers Just to lurch forward into the unknown The light switch is on the wall behind us But instead we choose this charade Not brave enough to open our eyes To see where we... Sign in to see full entry.

The heart loves the sound of the breath and rises and falls to its sonorous music it loves the peace of a quiet mind open to the wind and the waves a soft face at rest and eyes that sweep slowly over symmetry The heart loves the ears as they focus on the single pointed buzz of the bee The nose... Sign in to see full entry.

Ink on paper soaking in impermeable, permanent declarations done with fists of hand brave leaps into commitment first I celebrate hold them close to my vest then I read them once and once more to the crackling of fire in fireplace it calls out, feed me I hesitate but am not brave enough to turn away... Sign in to see full entry.

I place my heart against the earth and with the right ear, then the left listen for the stony silence beneath me I hear instead a comforting thump like a gourd filled with nectar many, many layers deep and I know it to be a loving, living thing whose surface we tread upon and dig with tools to plant... Sign in to see full entry.

Beneath this stone lies the heart of a poet under fresh crumbling brown earth And here I remain because I cannot leave while the sun beckons flowers to birth my fingers long to turn pages in books my ears for the sound of the pen though my eyes are still, my poems are filled with messages to send... Sign in to see full entry.