Sunday, September 29, 2013

On Aging

photo by Mark Haley
courtesy of The Mag 188
I never thought my life
solitary, never wished
for anything more, until
gray appeared, one
strand at a time, wiry
springs a bird's nest
locking me within
the confines of my home,
and then I wanted
to go out and live my life
among people, celebrate
my remaining days. Instead,
I followed the footpath
to your shore, hoping
the horizon might not end.

Wednesday, September 25, 2013

Wednesday, September 18, 2013

Battles of the Mind

I am; how did you guess?
Was it the fact I cried out

in the middle of the night
for King Kong, declared

him handsome and easy-
going as if he were Jesus?

Or was it the fact a lesser
god promised to center me?


Prompt Inspiration~
 Poetry Jam: Battles
3WW: easygoing, fact, handsome
PU Verse First: Just Past Center

Sunday, September 1, 2013

Siren Songs

artwork by Jeanie Tomanek
courtesy of The Mag 184

she conversed with birds
perched in trees, she made music
with branches strummed, the strings
plucked like a harp, heard for miles
luring men she scrambled
on the sidewalk below