Category: Poems – Nonet


Mess

 

Mess

Get up, look back, a beautiful mess

Non better then an unmade bed

Thoughts of who took off that dress

When worries left my head

Rapt in the unkept

Room for discord

Such a joy

Extol

Love

Express

 

Express

How do you say “no” instead of yes?

Tricky when she starts to undress

How do you say “touch me please”

When her mood is to tease.

Expressions express

Thoughts of the flesh

Words should rest

Desire

Yes.

Pandora

Pandora

He’s an immigrant, a laborer.

Painting my house mending my fence.

Nothing in common, he paints.

Offer a coke I did.

He spoke and taught me.

Pandora’s box.

It opened.

Humbled.

Me.

Company

Company

So often melancholy visits.

Like a dear friend unannounced,

we talk, yearning of the past.

Please leave now I must ask,

“Why” she says, “there’s more”.

It can not be.

Do you see,

There is

Life

Doors

Doors

Yearning to go back engulfs me now,

but what is back, the past, a thought,

a song, no, a point in time.

The past does not exist,

there is no back door.

Front door’s jammed.

The Living room,

there is

time.

Cookie, Book and She.

Cookie, Book and She.
There is a child in my life, yours too.
Her path into the future’s clock,
grafted by so many hands.
Fragile beyond belief.
Cookie, book and she.
Life’s starting gate.
Get ready,
get set.
Go.

Teen

Teen

He had no thought how happy he was

With a skateboard under his feet

Friends surround keeping the beat.

I knew this time was brief

Now, more time than thought

For me more thought

See the scene

Look quick

Gone

Self

Is it a crime to lust over you?

Is it a sin to want you near?

I need a touch can you hear?

You do not know my name

But, stains tell the truth

True love I fear.

Thank you hand

Again

Bliss

Home

Sharing their pain, telling their story

The shame they felt was visible

Home is were the beatings start

but there’s no other place

Why does it go on?

And why go back?

Is he home?

Drunken

Pain

Tim

Tim

So, there she sat alone with her hat

Wondering where he might have been.

She knew not. He was with him.

She knew he craved her hat.

But he thought for him.

She kept waiting.

Time to come

for him.

Tim