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Kissed If You’re Irish

They remember him as a saviour of his people.“He drove out the snakes!”,Vile filthy creatures,Yet he was never one of them.Though “they” never claimed him as their ownHe was assigned to them by popular belief.Popular belief is what he brought to them.Drove out, burrowed in,Blessed are the meek for they shall drink green beer.‘Ye ken’tContinue reading “Kissed If You’re Irish”

Go Fetch

“It all belies our existence; we wait, and are still denied.”1“C’mon Rover. That’s a little dramatic don’t you think?” asked Edward. “A whistle blows, the ball is out of sight. Soon part of me will explore the deep and dark.”2“Don’t be like that,” replied Edward.Rover sat with his head on his hands. A sigh escapedContinue reading “Go Fetch”

Am I OverExposed?

There’s something about being over exposedThat changes perceptionThe way others see you and the way you see yourselfEven in the plainest of thingsYou see them differently When they are laid out too long in the sunThe light shining too bright, too long upon the eyeA field of simple cattails, browned by the passage of timeTheirContinue reading “Am I OverExposed?”

We/Them

You and I together as oneIce cream and conePronouns they/themMe and you a teamI start a sentenceAnd you support my stanceYou love me and I love youThe sugar to sweeten my yuzuWe even think the sameThere for each other time after timeMy love, heaven sentEven in darkness you’d be my light This is for aContinue reading “We/Them”

Hey April!

To the beat of the drumWe do march to the bottom The end of cold nights and black afternoonsI would see the rise of morning sunsIn like a lion with the blood of the lambTops round and spin, a rock rolls from a tomb Daffodils sprout green shoots Blue pills swallowed, no commentsLittle warmer thenContinue reading “Hey April!”

In a word or Two

In a wordOr two Just the sight of youI can’t believe Just you and meThe flowering trees Bloom, fragrant as sunshineAs loud as the rolling seas Crash into meMake me move The beating of your heartThe whole not just a part Seems as suchThat there isNothing missing When I’m with you This is from aContinue reading “In a word or Two”

Travelers Through Nothingness

Space, empty and blackTravelers through nothingnessDeath is a journey The plush faux leather chair made noise with every movement. They didn’t understand his fascination. They being everyone. He even had the smell of leather imparted into the fabric. Dead cow. He remembered the words said in disgust, almost like a slur, from the ambassador’s interpreterContinue reading “Travelers Through Nothingness”

Winter’s Beginning Ends

The evening’s moon shone upon the newly fallen snowMy love lay beneath itFresh as the breath of a new dawn, pure white in colorNo trace of the stain of my tearsI fear to tread upon it, to mar such perfect a blanketYet the words echoThe reflection of the moon’s light pales and dims in memoryTheyContinue reading “Winter’s Beginning Ends”

With Grace I’ve Been Fed

I’ve been hungry. Not just a mere inconvenienceHunger as a presenceA dinner companion as you salivate over a slice of breadSo it is not with grace that I bless this foodBut in knowing it’s graceThat I have been fed. This was for a dVerse prompt: Pen us a poem of precisely 44 words (not countingContinue reading “With Grace I’ve Been Fed”

Is This Not Love?

Look around you, it lays there among the clutter and mess,The tidy corners and cleaned spills.There, where dirty socks used to lay or lay still, There, where footsteps left their imprints from the rain.Is this not love?As I sit alone in the warmth of the bed where your body did layAs I sit across fromContinue reading “Is This Not Love?”