Wander shorelines seashell hunter and miss all the sea glass etched snow on the surface of someone’s drunken slip break night’s fever a dinner for three beggars on the lip of Mississippi spirals of fishing line lost to us like so many catfish slit and tossed back in
Tag: Poetry
Return
Return, spirits
bathe me in satin and silk
still wings of their mirth
drown me in sleep
encircle me in living fur
and I will dance morning into your eyes
I will give you the pricking stars
Holidays
in the root going to spruce some old poems be out for a touch. ooo, Aby
Coming to Terms
As I bury the day, my heart unblocks
And you limp out
We dance to Billie
I listen past breathless
Saying I can’t breathe I can’t breathe
You’re gone
You’re gone
You’re gone
Down into the cellars, the Sial do crawl
Scritching and scratching along the walls
Run, jack rabbit- fly, hawk!
The once humble demon is on the move
The once humbled div has learned to buck
Swing Dancing
Swing dancing Saturday nights
All rusted out of me
Your hands coarse and throwing me rough
Listening to you bawl in the car when I tried to break up
How you didn’t like my laugh
Called it unladylike
Then redressed me
And pouted when I wore the same outfit twice
Still you could throw a tall chick high
And catch her coming down
It was all the in-between
That ruined you and me
Definitions
Perfection can be found easily with less handling, incomplete knowledge and distance
love is learning when to use one or more of the three
And when to abandon them completely
Daughter
The unfocused rain
Background to a poetry book
And the shuffling of my daughter in
bed next to me
We digest this type of silence
Braid closer in its blurred accompaniment
Until hunched one over the other
The lights flicker
Go out
What’s love but devotion grown determined
through the weeds of overspending,
Pulled and pruned disasters,
And laughter
Used as table salt?
Mercury
Sun watercolors the night to blue we sigh an’ see mercury clouds rushing to meddle a middle of afternoons smiling just to see the wrinkles cross his face the hum of Beethoven in his grooves
AbyKittiwake 