Don’t Protest

Don’t protest my loveLet me love you true and realLet not the word no, trip from your lipsTo fall on my pleasRemonstrations against meLike darts thrown against my heartPierce and prick, bleed my feelingsDon’t protest, say yes This is for a dVerse prompt: Write a poem of exactly 44 words including the word protest. HopeContinue reading “Don’t Protest”

Doth Thy Protest Too Much or Too Little

Don’t protest my loveLet me love you true and realLet not the word no, trip from your lipsTo fall on my pleasRemonstrations and arguments against meLike arrows and darts thrown against my heartPierce and prick bleeding out my feelings upon the floorDon’t protest but say yesAnd in my arms you’ll find your desiresYou can’t stayContinue reading “Doth Thy Protest Too Much or Too Little”

In A Blind Alley

Once in a lifetime,Love will find you And grab you by your chestShake you and demand your heartLike a street robber in a dark alley.I was youngSo was sheWe were mugged on the streetWhile sitting in our respective homesMiles awayConnected by telephoneImages shared over the Internet;Love grabbed us by the chest.Once in a lifetimeCan becomeContinue reading “In A Blind Alley”

Once In A Lifetime

Once in a lifetimeBut twice in deathYou’ll come apart like a torn piece of paperPulled from a bound notebookCrumpled and bound to be thrown awayDon’t resistBut fight like hellThis is your renewal, a rebirth,Like Jesus on day threeAfter an all night benderSay it with meThis too shall passPerhaps like a bowling ball through a strawOrContinue reading “Once In A Lifetime”

I’m Not Mad

I’m not mad Just disappointedLike losing a friend Who had been with you through thick and thinA brother of sortsWho had fought beside youIn public and private warsNot mad enough to spit nailsJust enough to turn away When offered a whiskey or aleI’d build a bridgePay for all the partsWatch as you burn it downAndContinue reading “I’m Not Mad”

Painted Lady Butterfly

The painted lady waits outside the courtWhile the monarch acts in his mourning cloak.An autumn leaf falls to the ground back and forth, back and forth.Soon the king will lay in her arms within the fort,No rice paper gatekeeper there to betray secretsFatal metalmarks along green marble hallways,Gruesome reminders of the attack of the DukeContinue reading “Painted Lady Butterfly”

Backseat Journey

Time stored and bottledStrong winds behind driven carTerror memoriesYou close your eyes as the car heads down the highway. The music of 20 years ago sings doo-wop lulabyes. At least the car isn’t weaving this time. You lay on the long backseat of the red Buick. It won’t be long. He’ll get tired and we’llContinue reading “Backseat Journey”