#MicropoetryMonday April 17 – 23, 2017

Micropoems from last week! Enjoy!






Slick hot, glass bottom boat
Reptiles snapping at your toes
Moss drips like sweat, battling the bog
Lost in tropical fog

****

Many a late night
she’d spend pointing out to me the spot
in that sepia moonlit boulevard
where he proposed
& missing him so

****

Eternal life
was lonely
no matter
how many people
he met
Here today,
gone a century
later, his eternal memory
unable to forget

****

I’ll keep stacking up worlds
next to my bedside
as long as the dream weavers
keep creating them
I’ll bury myself
in their mystical pages
****
Under the stars,
it ended
The crickets,
my sniffles,
the only sounds
Usually
I’d hear your heart pounding,
but never again
****
Your safety, where you lay your head,
your muddied hem, how long & far you ran to get here, why you had to;
These things matter
****
Few things stir the memory
like the smell of showers
in the copper air
Some survive the storm;
We find them weathered,
but intact
****
Craving coffee warmth
Not to wake up,
because sleep is just a memory,
but to relive those humid mornings
with you in that pale bed
****
She pretended the gnats were pixies,
that the stars winked for her,
that the chill was only temporary,
and that he would be home again soon
****
I saw you in the olive trees
through eyes of your dreams
Your desire to be here
painted visions so vividly clear
Reality ripped at the seams
****
Listen to the old ones talk
& pretend in my head
to give my say
How quickly moves the wall clock
Soon they’re all dead
No one listens today
****
Can you hear it?
The soft whisper is you
Doubt tries to drown
But whose voices are they?
Which is more pleasant
to listen to?
****

I fear
the spider bite
I don’t see coming
The painful death
I’ll expect hides
in shadows
of everyday
corners
I won’t
turn around
****

Inhale/Exhale
It doesn’t matter
I can’t do either
when my stomach
disappears, my chest
implodes
& the walls swarm me
like moths
****

Create in me
a wonder
for all vivid &
fragile details
All the cracks,
the imperfect,
the lost souls,
you
I am a vessel,
unfinished
****
Back roads & alleyways
With you every adventure
was a circus show
You keep company w/ clowns
& fire breathers nip at your past
****

Shall I pity
or praise
the man
who dares
to try
unearthing
all the secrets
I’ll never tell?
****
You were saving the good stuff
for our Roman holiday
We had no clue
how to act like they do
The natural comfort of
our true selves was fine
****
Ascension-
the natural order
The rules,
the destiny,
the way
Vulnerable-
the aftermath
The conclusion,
the finale,
the end
****
Your shelves
held centuries
of marvel
Wandered
heart heavy
head light
Stumbled
upon a book
of your thoughts
& stayed
there all day
****
Empty vases,
stench of rotten garden water–
all that lingers after
weeding you out
You’ll never
smother
my blossoms again
****
When you took my hand
the tear in my heart
I believed to be
irreparable
hurt less
You opened me up
to new ways to
mend myself
****
Sifting through apocryphal garbage-
truth is always rejected
when it reflects the worst of us
We toss it
Integrity’s old news
****
I don’t want to keep
writing about the wind
It’s not bringing anything new with it
or taking me far away
It just sweeps in &
passes me by
****
Howling canyons
were my anguish
I couldn’t move her mountains
I only ran fingers through her hair
like creeping caterpillar dreams
****
I smell north on the wind
Crisp apple orchards
Calm lavender fields
The earth scent of dirt roads comes
& I’m off running again
****
My muse is a chameleon
Interchangeable, never constant
I’m tempted to tame her, him, they, all
But wild ways are much more fun
****
Rust tears line the porcelain face

Reflections in rear view mirrors
reveal buried resentments

Traces
of a silent shadow lament

****

Tossing laden burdens
to oceans
to be lost
on fate’s waves
Making wishes
on starfish
dotting the forgiving surface
of sand

****

Lead me in a dream dance
Pillows of clouds, perfect revolution
around an entire world of reminders of you, your poise, your beauty

****

Daydreamer,
are you musing
under the willow trees
picturing us, my apple blossom blush,
the canoe rides at dusk,
with me?

****

‘Sail away with me,’
The phoenix begs
Reborn, he was adventurous

So I fared seas
thru longitudes of time
& latitudes of memory

****

Infected
I inhaled the plague ridden air
after breakfast
of past transgressions,
abuses, & scars on grapefruit skin
My belly, full of regret

****

I would’ve bent time & space
leapt off limestone cliffs
swam virulent seas
discovered unknown stars with you
but you never asked

****

What are your colors of touch?
Do they clash with mine?
Do we blend well enough
for this love mural
we’ve painted on
abandoned skin?

****

If given the choice, I’d melt into this dwelling space where former flames
once licked your face

Keep an ear
out for smoke alarms

****

Bound by smoke
tendrils that linger
after the fire
burned out
Smothered
by your hazy memories
& the smell of danger
in your blaze

****

Possession
Forget who we are
Passion
Dive into the dark

An angel lands softly
on bare shoulders
disguised as an
ache in the heart

****

The core of the soul vibrates with the beat of the strong heart
I see you & feel a deep knowing transcending beyond belief

****

Lilies against the slate wall,
a grey glow permeates ashen bones

These were empty eyes of teachers,
instructors who erased us long ago

****

your silks sashay, feathery grey
bloodshot moonstone eyes
peering my way

dead girl, risen, scorned
points crooked finger
unadorned

****

polishing up lamps
that hold sleeping genies
they’re wishes for another,
however,
so I can’t indulge
or divulge treasures
until time is right
****
Maddening, the minutes
that stretch eternally
The moments when
you’re just a fading shadow
These are the times
I am beastly and unhinged
****
The edge is your Heaven
One toe off the tightrope
The other beyond the veil
There’s no crash landing
Only you jumping without a net
Into bliss
****
He’s a forest of self-destruction
picking brambles from his cuffs,
tearing through scratching branches
I’m a rainbow he never finds
****
Our minds couldn’t take
the black on red
black on red
black on red
pulses
Sensory overload
pumping dread
wired head
convulses
****
I sing a mighty rainsong
to put out your raging fires
New dawn birds
scream to the rigid oaks
You turn to mist
and surround them
****

A hairline crack
in your glass armor
I’m not saying you didn’t try
to place barriers to protect
your coal heart
You struck
the match
too soon
****
You hurt me more
than the spinal headache
that ravaged me for days
You tortured me with silence,
then threw me under a bus
driven by malice
****
Jungle-haired, safari khaki clad
You went wild after a taste of
warm vanilla sugar
Outrunning lightning,
cutting us down
with a rusty axe
****

between false teeth
flowed old wisdom
young rosebud ears
perked at the opportunity
to hear the final words
of the dying sage
****
because a whole day alone
and an approaching thunderstorm
together are dangerous
when fictitious phantoms
battle in the brain
****
I imagine you live next door
You don’t ever knock
& it’s fine
In fact,
you’re on your way over
right now
We’ll talk til the tea’s gone cold
****
There’s no keeper at your gate
You claimed to appear
out of nowhere,
born of thick walls & narcissism
Your guard
has already
stood down
****
You enjoy the comfort of misery,
watch sad documentaries
of things you can’t control
I’m not judging
I’m filling the empty spot
next to you

****

We grew apart
like rival co-stars

No one was watching
this movie though

Or maybe they were
a little too closely

Either way, it’s over
Cut

****

Today’s forecast
didn’t predict
the flood of
exciting things
to look forward to

I’m amazed by
the power of
not having
any expectations

****

Guilty pleasures
Are there any other kind?
Your venom tipped arrows
missed their mark this time
Shameful desires
Crossing the line

****

I’m here
for the breathtaking view,
not for you

Destiny,
A vengeful bitch
placing us on balconies
together
so often

I’m not falling
for it again

****

Out of body,
a desired destination

Gotta gotta gotta
get away, get away

This is a bad time
I’m running on fumes
of better days

****

To achieve ageless skin,
why not scrape every bit
of flesh off your face
A blob of blood & bone,
it won’t get
more natural
than that
****
Love and lightning,
a shocking affair
Electric beginning
soon blew a short fuse
Ending in a blackout
and dead filaments
****
Tell me
in living words
to revitalize/
resurrect me
all that makes
you feel dead inside
We’ll write a new chapter
together
****

Courtesy of G. Michael Vasey

The girl in the mirror
reached for me
A reminder I
could not hide
from the darkness inside
of me no matter how hard
I tried
****
Doom gloom contagion

Passing on paranoia
with a sneeze that gives
away your location

You found yourself
followed by fabrication

****
Surrender is closing in on me
 The brief hesitation before giving in
  that’s all you were after
  chasing billowing bedsheets
Tame the wind

****

You give me
jellyfish legs
but I clumsily swim
through your clouded
aquarium
hunted
by your
shark’s gaze

****

Blush of pink rose
upon Winter’s cheek
was kissed by Spring lips
causing the old man to
turn to shimmering dust
til next year

****

I hope you feel our unspoken
as strongly as I do
I hope you know
I wring my hands
because yours are too far away to hold

****

When hope hits,
heads heavy with shame
rise to the lush ivory sky
A new day,
a new world
Clouds carry love
instead of drifting by
****
You weren’t a bully girl,
but a broken heart tired of it all
You held your playground enemies
crushed under a steel toed boot
****

Preteen years
The awkward
misshapen growth
Waiting around
for the flowering beauty
that supposedly
happened for every
young girl 
****
Flicker of madness,
frenzy
Open armed emptiness
crumples to the floor
like discarded clothes
A burning, a blaze
Desire in flames
****
Attraction wasn’t a law
There were no rules
We were just random magnets,
probably polarized,
melting together
freely
& willingly
in true love
****
So many shades
to the upper level canopy
Mother Nature
wears this
beautiful globe
Her moods
control the color
most likely
****
Mellow-ly
we roll along,
floating on vapor clouds
The ground isn’t safe
We belong
in the air
Outer space,
inner grace
****
My sister was steam
disappearing too quickly
the moment we took notice of her
My sister would boil over,
spew viciousness
& fade to the wind
****
Once upon a time, a melody played
in the forgotten garden glade
A maiden sang along with Wren,
happily, in the shade
of floral glen
****

His sinister sense of the river
caught us in a snake trap
Too attuned to troubled waters
we escaped before venom ran deep

****

Kiss away sadness

Temporary reprieve
from the tidal wave
of treachery
descending upon us

Love is the answer
& peace we crave

****

Stunned by the plot twist
  The knife in the back
   of the scorned lover
    t w
  i s
    t s
It’s only the beginning of this tangled web

****

Discoveries
made in a state of
chrysalism
made rain clouds clear,
the light of truth
shine brighter,
& soothed hurt ears
****
My mother dreamt she forgot
the songs to sing to save the world
She awoke for the first time, she said
Really awoke
She sings them every day now
****
It’s the nameless I can’t forget
The supposed nobodies
with their lives on the line
who feel they aren’t
owed anything in return

****

In lines
they marched
lugging baskets
of peace trinkets
They gave
gifts freely
For that was
their way
No need
for showers
of praise

****

when we witness
a broken spirit emerge
from an empty shell
a fraction of what might
need fixing within us
may come forth

****

While the mind is away,
the mischievous muse will play.

****

A dreamscape

      r    l    i    g
         o   l    n

               v
   w    a       e    s

        of ecstasy

****

Some nights
in the stillness
we reminisce
about the chemical
California sky
the city culture sounds
the soot filled deep breaths
of Van Nuys

****

I feel a rush
from the brush
of wind on my face
in a turquoise space
Ocean breeze all over me
Sand washed from my eyes
so I can see
sunrise

****

Treasure the passing souls
who have no hands out
Say hello
Find a friend in suffering
who stays strong & silent
Let them know
Love

****

When fernweh strikes
the lonesome heart
a prayer for a storm
somewhere is answered
No matter the outcome,
he’ll weather on & on

****

More than
a little curious
of what lies beneath
the eyelet sheath
of the harem dancers
making magic
on moonlit streets

****
My one wish
would be
to unsee
all the
careless
letters
you sent
to me
****
Summertime
is scratching
at the surface
of Spring
I can feel
desert heat
clawing the bitter
core of me
****
there may not be much juice left in this battery
that’s helping us blast the old summer jams
from far corners of our memories
****
Housing a restless spirit
leaving blush tracks on
my skin from within
The sun’s glory
causes a withering,
a wilting baby flower
Deteriorates
****
Climbing crumbling stairs of eternity
like time is concrete
& you can control each step
We falter, fall
as forever ticks on
****
Greetings
to the night bugs
I’ve missed you
Keep me company on warm, hazy nights
but keep your distance
I have enough fright in my life
****

Haiku:


Well, it looks like I’ll
have to indulge in haiku
for the entire day
****
No, I won’t tell you
what it means. Can’t my verses
keep their dark secrets?
****
Lone feather message
sent right to my door on the
leaf blowers’ jet stream
****
All night, the picking
Wickedly beautiful brain
Wake with filthy hands
****
He let me put his
photo in my locker under
‘Great Men With Beards’
****

Joy of rolled up sleeves;
Dig fresh space in the garden
for new hope to grow  
****

Amber glow invades
the room. I hold tight to night
under the covers.
****
Bundle of blooms bathes
Afternoon rays nurture growth
Fragrant upbringing
****

The scent of the
perfumed letter he won’t forget
once she’s up and left
****
Making a name for
oneself that’s different from
the one they gave you

****

VSS (Very Short Stories):

“Strength”
Gathering strength from stories survivors
bravely share, I tell mine.
****

“Patient”
“Good patients get outdoor privileges!”
cackled Medusa nurse. “Just wait…”
****
Waiting. I’d watch the sky shades change from the window. I’d press my hands to the glass to remember your coldness.
****

“Don’t touch it!” I cry.
It was too late.
Ben pulled the stick out of Lacey’s neck.
A gushing velvet bloom took over everything.

****

“Chilly”
Your touches warm me more
than blankets on chilly nights.
****
“Tremble”
He got his way by
invoking the lower lip tremble.
****

“Window”
Swarming ants stacked up to glimpse debauchery through party window. 
****

WIP (Works in Progress):


Her ghost always sits between us. We passive aggressively blame each other for her death every moment of our miserable lives.
****
He was cast as the murderer. I felt sickened by how excited I was. His vibe was always bright, cheery. I wanted to see darkness in his eyes.
****

“Presumptuousness is quite an unflattering look on you, my dear.”
****

I became obsessed with associations. I was made guilty by them. The simplest, most normal things equated danger & misery to me.
****
I preferred us rolling down the hilltops to us wading through rocks, but that’s how this twisted love goes, I suppose.
****
“I’m not going to recite this whole movie with you again.”
“Oh, come on! It’s a long car ride!” He pouted.
“Fine.” I sighed.
****
Have a great week, everyone! It’s almost May!


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