wrong
when i imagine you
leaving this world
i envision the axis of the earth
tilting off-kilter
just a bit, the seasons
altering to fit
into the soundless void
you leave behind
(for james cox)
For:
wrong
when i imagine you
leaving this world
i envision the axis of the earth
tilting off-kilter
just a bit, the seasons
altering to fit
into the soundless void
you leave behind
(for james cox)
For:
Stress
This morning I yelled
At a piece of cheese and knew
I was in trouble
For the prompt, “Amuse,” at One Single Impression. This may be the only amusing poem I’ve ever written. As well as the only haiku.
diary
frantic scribbling
into story, a plea
for words. soon
i will unpad
the lock, twist out
its heart, spread ink
across pages, dry
as a gourd, white
as a scar. here
i will try
not to lie. i carry
you with me, never push
you out
into the world,
never give birth
to these small miseries.
For One Single Impression’s prompt, Notebook.