If Poetry…

If Poetry had a face,

She would have green eyes,

To see beauty in everything,

Everyone: great and small.

 

If Poetry had locks of hair,

It would be something like auburn

Curled as if made of nature’s fiddled wood

Yet as soft as a wind’s whisper.

 

If Poetry had skin,

It would be tender and warm

To touch, yet strong enough

To not yield to bigotry’s pain.

 

If Poetry had a body,

It would be graceful

In its movements

Even when it falls.

 

If Poetry was a person,

It would be a young lady

In love with someone

She’ll never know.

 

Like a Butterfly

My eyes like a butterfly –

Will they get caught in your beautiful web?

The delicate patterns of your imperfect face,

I seem to remember only the tenderness

Of your freckled nape.

I wonder if your ears could swallow my words

And bury them deep in the pit of your heart’s mind.

For you did not say why you left me.

So I can only assume, guess at best

That you heard me whisper to leave

And see if I will follow,

Or meet you again by chance

Like a poetic prophecy of lost lovers’ fate.

But then, I decided to not follow

And rather wait to see if you would

Weaken into someone else’s arms.

Alas, how cruel instincts can be

To witness not how a doubting heart

Falls from a lovely flight

Into the begging hands of poverty.

I was caught in your beautiful web,

And never knew the pathetic venom within

Were planted by your doubting words.

 

Sad Heart

Sad heart

Heavy with a thought,

A thought you did not want to convey

And yet tears, they flowed

When I asked you yesterday.

 

Sad heart

Weighed down with a thought,

A thought you seemed to almost say.

And yet tears, they flowed

Again, not that I asked you today.

 

O my sad heart,

I am not so cold or without thought,

Why… why… did you not say?

And yet tears, they flowed

One last time as you walked away.

 

Your Lingering Kiss

our lingering kiss

is a memory

like that night we met

not knowing

if we’ll ever see

each other again

 

our tongues touching

you taste

like bubble gum

 

we suck each others breathe

you taste

like spearmint & nicotine

fading as you gasp

 

our tongues touching

you taste

like love

if love was ever tasted

instead of wasted

in an hour or two

 

our tongues touching

you taste

my lips as i taste yours

opening my eyes

to see yours closed

knowing as i held you

time will part us

perhaps forever

so i closed my eyes with you

sucking your warm breathe

the bravery and joy

you gave to me

will linger like your kiss