Crisp, clear, and cold the wind calls.
It tugs, taunts, torments, and tears
At capes and cloaks. At hats and hands.
Mauling masks and wrenching wigs.
Plucking, pulling, and pleading for its share.
It steals the shouts of “Trick or treat!”
As one by one they parade with sweets
The longer it watches without a pick –
The more it blows with its threatened trick.
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Trick Or Treat
Effort & Planning
A monumental task (sizeable at least),
Requiring effort and planning in
A display of dedication, an exhibition of ability
(Perhaps even an invitation for admiration):
Fully prepped and anticipated – then suddenly redirected,
A worthy mission made manageable: effortless.
The plan remained, neglected, dusted thickly
By a vague (possibly unreasonable) disappointment.
The Rate of Change
Can you derive the rate of change in the human heart?
Tracking each tremble as it approaches –
Yet never quite reaches – love.
Even the furthest tangent feels the pain
When the link is torn or cut, and
One heart reaches for the other
Over and over without success until,
Finally, the shared closeness, once so integral,
Fades in time to the growing distance.
A Churlish Cacophony
Like a beating drum, it hits and echoes.
Irregular and erratic, filling the space
With a steady heartbeat, started and ignored:
Startling the true heartbeat to a race
As the hollow thunks repeat at each verge of sleep.
What angle of wind directs them so vindictively?
The Ballad of Caffeine
Brain cells start to churn a bit
But ponderously slow
How I ever write first thing AM,
Believe me, I don’t know.
The Mirror of All I Am Not
Standing before me,
The mirror of all I am not.
As I listen to you
The reflection of my life
Turns tawdry and dim:
Shadows of caricatures
Sketched quickly on
Scrap paper
Or twisted like
A funhouse mirror:
The more of you,
The less of me –
Taunting me with
A me that was
Or once could be.
Ellipse
An incomplete thought,
Trailing off –
Suggesting,
Rather than stating:
A hint, a pause,
A doorway to possibility,
Or a sign of hesitation –
Or something left up to
Your imagination.
Trailing off –
Suggesting,
Rather than stating:
A hint, a pause,
A doorway to possibility,
Or a sign of hesitation –
Or something left up to
Your imagination.
Tone
How can the same words
Sound so different?
Mean the opposite?
Hurt, then heal, then
Hurt again?
Said once from love,
Once in anger.
One in pain:
One full of joy.
Yet the words never change.
English can be very
Strange.
Sound so different?
Mean the opposite?
Hurt, then heal, then
Hurt again?
Said once from love,
Once in anger.
One in pain:
One full of joy.
Yet the words never change.
English can be very
Strange.
The Power of Words
Some things cannot be put into words. Yet somehow, when they are, they become even more powerful.
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