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Monday, February 9, 2009

unsatisfied

Fire's Place I poked the fire and it snarled, it always does, but it rewards with kiss of warmth. toothless, yet it can bite hard, burn you. Heat, I need it, but more needs more and more I need, hotter for now, now I need it, just enough is not enough, but more is too hot for now. And. It angers me,... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, February 8, 2009

Revolution

So Christmas has passed and the new year has begun, don't fold up your hope, the resolution has renewal, shovel coal in the furnace and breath the belch of fight. There will be no back down, for I feel a push from them and I want my saber sharp for the clash. Dribble from the glom, and nudge of... Sign in to see full entry.

Crazy True

I punched the air, angry at myself again. My teeth ached from biting each other and I wondered when my war would end. We walked into a different room, my legs and arms and I, swirling thoughts followed us and met my mind as we gathered steam for another brawl. If this was going crazy, then I knew... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, January 24, 2007

He Knows Nothing

He Knows Nothing He knows nothing of loving, of sun on his face. No hands have ever been in his, no sand in his hair, or salt on his lips. No days spent in tears, or sifting thoughts of nothing. No time in a kitchen, and fry of the fish. The burn in his throat has not yet, the bourbon found. Or... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, January 6, 2007

Haiku for you.

In summer you were gone. The descision, mine, for us. Winter, I'm paying the price. The tearing I feel now, a cavernous loss, this one. Time won't heal this death. Bleak forcast today, rivers of clouds in the sky today. Lonely in my heart. Hayward 2007 Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, November 7, 2006

Away From Home

Away From Home Elbows of ice poke through the bottoms of antique downspouts. My eyes fill with tears as I stare at winter’s work. Squirrels chirp and scurry at the trunk of a silver birch. A drop stains the blotter on the desk in my new room. I Miss my family now, in the cold of what is outside, the... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, November 1, 2006

A Window’s World

A Window’s World Listless light settles along the oak sill beneath a window holding the world. I fall to dream of flying out there, over trees across dunes of green. Oceans peel below me in a blur of silver blue, wind sings by my ears, as laurels of sky twist before my eyes. If this is heaven, then... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, October 14, 2006

Run to Me.

Run to Me. Scattered, black doves, were the thoughts, In my mind, troubled, restless, lost out there. I slept to be free, escape from me, the haunt, skulls of mine, would run to me. How I knew they were me, I don’t really know, all skulls look alike, Except those that were me. Those gaunt, empty... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, September 25, 2006

Idea

Idea I have an idea, but it is late, not the idea, the time in this day, it strikes me, inspires me, this late idea. If I could convince everyone I know, and they in turn encouraged a friend to melt hate, for just a moment, just a moment, then babies would be born in a world without it…for just a... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, September 23, 2006

Bliss

Bliss She tramples the clover while singing little girl songs, laughing, dancing, and flying with the bumblebees. The summer scents she is unaware, singing, skipping and flying with the bees. Cotton clouds from the sky, and she coos from below as clover dew kisses her toes. So happy, so happy. And... Sign in to see full entry.

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