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Wish Again

Posted in One Shoot, One Stop Poetry with tags , , , , , , , , , , on June 25, 2011 by dustus


We move in step

Our pace succinct
Gaining strength
From weakened knees
Chest hive shaking butterflies
Exorcised to far side of trees

I’m not sure if this is real
Can’t believe just how I feel
Falling over the bridge to up
Each move un-knots
Sore landing spots
Sandpaper shuffles
At her flip-flopped feet
Living in arbor seas of green
Forgetting planks
Arched frown toward peace

Showing way to finally reach

Had me tongue-raveled
Talking of so many things
First loves
Lame high school scenes
College majors
Burning dreams
Books
Future
Failure
Depression
Creativity therein
What we’ll be
Depends upon
More than might
Brush off
Touch, set fire
In blue jeans
Live wiring
Electricity shorts out
Words come easy
Curtail breath
Over this stream
Two lives cross
Looking up to each other
With smiles content to spend
Reciprocal grins and sugar touch
Lakeside picnic basket lunch

here, her
Seeking
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………………………………….…As time trails
Through forest clearing
……………..Floating together
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tender warm wakes

Learned strides pasture worst mistakes
Full knowing now that she can hang—
Rather walking in serenity hand in hand
Where we miss and wish again
Discovering more than being happy
Finding joy that isn’t planned

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The above poem was written for One Stop Poetry’s Sunday Picture Prompt Challenge. Chris G. interviews Adam Romanowicz at One Stop Poetry. Fantastic photographer!

Can’t Wait

Posted in One Stop Poetry, Poetry Reading with tags , , , , , , , , , on June 21, 2011 by dustus

Tongue bit, clamped
Could taste it bleed
Mixed with saliva
Stifling cries of, “Please
Baby, don’t leave!”

Enter time’s return rush
Knowing regressions
From cross words
Puzzlement, smell salts
Warped log cabin of make believe
Where cathedral ceilings brace—
Maple syrup drawn from intimacy
Guess I never expressed—
What she had once meant to me

Sh…
Hermit crab lurches
Like an old man with crooked legs
Hubble, hobble, watch ’em wobble
Through scopes of spray mist…
Over canvas beach
Pebbles smooth, tide swell
Scuttle into eternity

Sounds from perplexed hearts
Crests sharp—over barbs and bark
Trapper claw snaps down
Spits out entrails
As the earth spins side projections
Giving to new life…

Finding spirit on skewed point
Dissecting mind
Without reach
Emptiness cradles stars
In the wake of shedding duck trails
Shimmering waters, ululations glisten
Dovetails, and billowed sails
Shy eyes hid behind hair sway
Sky climb to a golden age
Those autumn harvest days
When life sighs, breath held
Chest tight, on deck over water main
We rage against dying light
Run out of what we mean
Pour one for me
Red wax drips lethargic
Myopic, uptight
Revealing myself
Wounds close as I write
“Can’t wait until love
Will finally feel right.”

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One Shot Wednesday (Week 51)
@ One Stop Poetry
It’s my turn to host!

A Life That Works

Posted in One Stop Poetry, Poetry, Poetry Reading with tags , , , , , , , , , , on June 7, 2011 by dustus

I’d like to share a happy song
Figure out what does go wrong
Itching scalp from burning sun
Seldom let myself have fun…

Want it real?
Sushi raw?
Lacerations from a jaded saw?
I’d like to tell you how I feel
Man up from clown
Stand ground, appeal

Layers of an onion shed
Nightmare turns away pretend
The ceiling shows time’s twisted flow
Adjusting eyes tune street lamp glow

These walls are bare
As will, heartbeats
Jugular, nose
Breathe, repose
This is what a writer chose
As muffled echos ocean close
Interstate drone
Time alone
Everything I wrote and own
Spells drip catching studio skylight—
Wings melt into a candle vigil and
A life that works
Perceived self-worth
To walk this earth
Past pain, main, rebirth
Limbs coated with sweat
My pride, hair, and dirt

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One Shot Wednesday (Week 49)
@ One Stop Poetry
Host: this week the honor goes to
poet & friend, Mr. Brian Miller

When Machines Mend

Posted in One Shoot, Poetry Reading with tags , , , , , , , , , , on June 4, 2011 by dustus

photo by Rob Hanson

Forgetting, over hours
Details under interrogating fluoresence
When machines mend
This antique Elizabethport Singer
Will bind sturdy seams again
Holes in ripped jeans
An old weblos patch
Then I’ll pay the pub a visit
Talking over 2 buck drafts
Pouring to home; a smile basks
Planning new tapestries
The artist tips his frosty glass

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When Machines Mend reading…
The above poem was written for One Stop Poetry’s Sunday Picture Prompt Challenge. Rob Hanson took the fantastic HDR photo.  Today he is interviewed over at One Stop Poetry.

Claustrophobic Rut

Posted in One Shoot, One Stop Poetry, Poetry Reading with tags , , , , , , , , , on May 28, 2011 by dustus

Is it crazy to tell off the sky?
Shake your fist at the clouds moving by
Pin your yourself down for 1-2-3
Past vice built walls
Over mountain misting seas

There is no elevator to heaven
Maybe a sandwich break
Thought escalation
Thinking through bodily sensation
Left eye twitching
When most alone
By myself
Returning home

Lightening at sunset
A cigarette in spring rain
Dog tired and alive
Already I have changed

Fear falling free
The worst of it is me
Self-made peace
Self-respect beyond grief
Seeking a spacious garden
Destination reached
Not the channel alley
Asphalt valley
Where cover’s steam
Below drowning aqueducts
Sewer rats, healing cuts
Fresh air I breath
And dream
To leave
This claustrophobic rut
Hitting bricks
Working out my luck

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The above poem was written for One Stop Poetry’s Sunday Picture Prompt Challenge. Scott Wyden took the amazing photo. Outstanding lines and composition. He is the interviewee today over at One Stop Poetry.

In Love Again

Posted in One Stop Poetry, Poetry Reading with tags , , , , , , , , on May 3, 2011 by dustus

I’d give anything to laugh, my friend
Feel new life in love again
Pluck bluebells for your bouquet
Smell May flowers as we lay

Upon spread quilt, mid-afternoon
Wind song plays inspired tunes
Her hands caress away iced pain
Under cherry blossom rain

And as we cling like shaking leaves
Our journeys end with sharing peace
In love again, this breathing bliss
There is no time lost while we kiss

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*Photograph is courtesy of UK photographer Fee Easton.  There will be a special One Stop Poetry Picture Prompt Challenge based on her photography on May 14th. Stay tuned.

Nominated for Poet Laureate of the Blogosphere

Posted in Blog, Poetry with tags , , , on April 28, 2011 by dustus

I think everyone knows how much I love posting my poetry online. Well, I was nominated for the 2011 Poet Laureate of the Blogosphere. If you feel I deserve it, you can vote for me via the link below.
Thank you for your support!

Vote here!