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30 Poems in 30 Days (Redux)

13 - 24

At the Anime Convention

Some parties think you need
to build everything from scratch
and look down on the way
I would buy pieces--
slacks,
dress shirt,
tuxedo jacket,
even my mask (easily formed
domino that it is)--as opposed
to buying fabric, cutting and
stitching and shaping each
item,
bit by bit;

But I'm usually in the other camp,
where costume is just costume,
and who/what you play is where
the heart of the whole thing is.
Besides,
if I manage to play it well enough,
then skirt,
blouse,
hose or stockings,
even elbow-length gloves
(when they have them)
are going to just be lying
upon the hotel room floor;

I'd probably have them keep
their little tiara-like headband
in place, though, and the
ponytails,
definitely those too.
 
13 - 25

Hindsight

She chases me,
follows me wherever
I go,
but I did promise
I would let her;

We had everything,
and I loved how she looked,
echoes of that last sunset in
her face and dress,
lingering within my mind
and settling down
in a way that we never
could;

Was it her?
Or me?
Or was it just wishful thinking
that either of us could be more
for the other than
fantasy?
 
2-1

A Weight

I find myself
Drifting,
And thinking
About every tiny wrong
Instead of the multitude of rights.

So I need to drop a weight
Tethered to my heart
And feel it
Sinking,
Pulling me down
Toward
Something that
Won’t let me forget
Simple facts.

Or at least trick me
Into believing
I am not alone
Even when I probably am.
 
13 - 26

Tethered to My Heart

Years pass,
sometimes slowly but
quite often I seem to blink
and another decade has
gone by with nothing
to show except for
the constant
emptiness
deep inside
of me

I misspeak;

It's not an emptiness
because I am
filled with
everything that
you were to me,
or that I thought you were,
and what we were
together,
even when it seems
dark and forboding to
have to live without
you actually here
I merely have to
think and
voilà

It's almost like I never left
(God knows, I wish I hadn't)

:cool:

Thanks for the inspiration, Moochie
 
2-2

Lost and Found

Dig to the bottom
Pull each item out
Inspect it
Set it aside
Until every piece
Has been thoroughly
Searched.

No stone left unturned
Flip each over
Look underneath
And where it’s been
Always discovering
Something new but never
Found.

Take off the cushions
Search the cracks,
The places where
Your hand slips between
And can fall all the way
Down to the deep
Hidden.

Can you find
All the lost pieces
Of your mind
If you look
In all the places
You might have left some
Behind?
 
2-3

Caught In It

A deluge plunks against the window
A mad dash through until the awning
And then watching the fall
From inside
Like a kept, endangered animal sees the world.

Droplets form rivulets down the pane
A world on glass feeling every bead
And flow of fluid
A trickle
Like sweat as it flows down bare, heated skin.

My whole weight leaning back
Against yours as we look out
And watch the fall
As one
Like we are in the same room again, with our bodies talking over the rain.
 
13 - 27

The Feline Life

It's not for anyone of us to say
what defines the whims and wants of a cat,
Always it's in or out, not come, not stay,
it's not for anyone of us to say;
We'd all be so lucky to have that cachet,
to have people caring if we want this or that;
It's not for anyone of us to say
what defines the whims and wants of a cat.
 
2-4

Emotions or Emoticons

Joyous smile
Indicating such elation,
The sanguine possibilities
In twinkling eyes
Are palpable.
Colon capitalized letter D.

Lighthearted tease
Telling a pun you’ve never heard
About the space party they want
To attend
But didn’t planet.
Semicolon capitalized letter P.

Weeping remorse
With each falling drop
Upon cheeks,
The relayed sorrow
Is felt by everyone in witness.
Colon apostrophe start parenthesis.

Overflowing adoration
When words fail to communicate
How deep
An intimacy is felt
Or cherished between us.
Less than three.
 
13 - 28

Waking Wishes

I slept well,
curled beneath hoarded covers;
but I woke,
yet again,
thinking how better I'd sleep if
I had to share them.
 
2-5

I’m Ready.

I’m ready.
Ready for the walls to fall,
Ready to give it my all,
Ready to bend and sway,
Ready to be swept away,
Ready to run...

I’m ready.
Ready for a growl in my ear,
Ready to show the fear,
Ready to feel you press,
Ready to reveal my mess,
Ready to run...

I’m ready.
Ready for your open arms,
Ready to turn off alarms,
Ready to hold your hand,
Ready to trust where feet land,
Ready to run...

I’m ready.
Ready to say what you mean,
Ready for a supportive lean,
Ready to feel you there,
Ready with every care,
Ready to run...

I’m ready.
Ready for my cheek to your chest,
Ready for a good day’s rest,
Ready to feel my heart beat fast,
Ready to make short times last,
Ready to run...

I’m ready.
Ready to run.
And
Ready for you.
Run to me too.
Always ready to run...




...to you.
 
13 - 29

The Jogger

I passed her almost every day,
didn't really speak--just said, "Hey"
as we would pass along the trail
through the forest, daily, without fail

But then I came across her at the club
she gave me a smile and a "What's up?"
We danced, we laughed, we actually had a talk,
then I asked if she wanted to take a walk;

Once outside, we strolled down the street,
to the wooded park where we would meet,
I suggested we get a bite and cut through the park,
But she ended up jumping my bones in the dark.

I didn't resist, but in my defense,
I've always liked the benefits of friends.
 
2-6

Walk in the Woods

Crunch of leaves under heels
The sound of birds twittering in the canopy
Smell of swaying wildflowers
Without names past colours
As we walk.

Your palm moving to my low back
Steadying my gate
With a wordless warmth
That makes us both stop
For a kiss.

Turning a corner, all civilization is obscured
By thick tree trunks
And the sounds of nature mix
With the symphony
Of our bodies.

____________________________________
Thanks for the “wooded” inspiration, Remec
 
13 - 30

Swayin'

My nerves were on edge,
again,
even though I'd come with friends
and most of the time had been
on the other side of the building
playing pool or pinball,
maybe slipping into what passed for
a video room in those days,
darkened space with an odd
assortment of couches and
living room chairs that had
seen the better side of a thrift store
or yard sale, all oriented to draw
one's eye to an equally anitquated
television,
not even a VCR back then,
that showed whatever was on one of
the four stations in the area through
a thin veil of snow,
but eventually I'd wander into the area
where the weekly dance was being held,
soft spotlights aimed at spinning
disco balls and other mirrored mobiles,
and wind through the outer fringes
looking for someone who might say yes
if I asked them for a dance,
not always someone I knew,
surprisingly for such a small population,
but someone who,
for a few minutes at a time.
was content in letting me slip my hands about
their waist, and their arms around my neck,
while we turned and wove our way
about the dance floor and, maybe,
into each other's hearts.


(One minor inspiration: was this)
 
2-7

Electrocardiogram

electricity
flows through
like the pQRST
Lubdub
everything feels
just like a pulsation
of energy.

conductivity
tracing a line
across a flat sheet
with peaks
and valleys
proving life
of everything.

voltage
beeps in the background
steady rhythm
as noise from
a field so near
makes a shaking
stops suddenly.

shock
restarting at the beginning
with a simple touch
which sticks there
barriers
between two lives
easily torn
apart.
 
2-8

Everyday

Blinking eyes
Wake as you drift
Thoughts of my skin against yours
Few words exchanged
Acknowledging and reinforcing
Up and dressed
Coffee and work
Thoughts of my skin against yours
Open and close
Pick and set up
You wake to my thoughts
And send words across the distance
Thoughts of my skin against yours
Off work and drive further away
Play at being myself
Horizontal hours close
With a shower
Thoughts of my skin against yours
Laying in an empty bed
Words exchanged
Tuck me in if you can
Fill me completely with
Thoughts of my skin against yours
Sweet moments
Before drifting eyes close
On another day with you
And knowing my dreams will be filled with
Thoughts of my skin against yours
 
2-9

Garden

Walk plush carpet
Rich earth under foot.
Rows with blooms of every colour
Reaching their necks to the sky.
A few brave fruits show bodies
Others under the leaves they hide.
Watch your step
And don’t upset the delicate balance
Of show and tell.
 
2-10

Across your heart

Another morning spent together,
Never wanting it to end and
Daring time itself to stop for us.
You feel like a dream, so surreal,
Over and over again in a concert
Under blue skies dappled with clouds breaking apart.
Kiss me now as you hold me,
Never let me go again.
Only the breeze through prickled bushes
Wondering what we’re doing.
I wrote on your chest today,
Leaving my feelings plain upon you there.
Only fingertips tracing
Various shapes across your skin.
Exactly how my kiss tells,
Yours does too, so
Over your heart I wrote myself, for you to keep me
Until I’m in your arms properly again.
 
2-11

Stockings

Slip in
Toe first
Feel the stretch
Bringing over the heel
Tight
Up shins and calves
Smoothing
Silky thighs
Clasps over lace
Hook and eye
Around waists
Pulling
All the way up
 
2-12

Handwritten Notes

Her pen danced across the page
Like a ballet cast full of gusto.
Doesn’t she know how ludicrous
And unfathomable sharing actual thoughts
With a stranger can be?

Doesn’t seem to matter as
Slick saliva sticks stamps
Down to the envelope
With a smack,
And off goes a letter
To a new pen pal.
 
2-13

The Call Of

Mind flayed
Opened wide
And those fingers dug in
To the corners of the sphere,
Like tendrils
Of a cosmic cephalopodic body
Grasping to my anger.

When I let you steal my sanity
The way that I used to,
I actually thought
You were returning something
More valuable.

I have never been more wrong in my life.

You wear red now
To show you’re done and no longer angry?
Good for you.
I was done a very long time ago.

Done with you
Done with the demands
Done with the facade
Done with the posturing
Done with every crafted love lie
Done.
With.
You.

This is me
Scrubbing my brain
Clean of your slime
And my hands now too.
 
2-14

Memory of the Feel

Under ink-stained cover
Always closer
Goosebumps erupt.
Not for temperature,
But rather
For memories
That also make small,
Back of neck hairs
Stand at attention.

The moment in view,
Feeling your eyes
Watching each move
Until I am next to you
Where perceptions
Are confirmed
With that first kiss
Which solicits
Each to follow.

Every layer between
Dissolved by dynamics
Untouched before
Into a pile
With no need to
Find and drape
Another swathe’s
Distance from you again.

Poetic hand
Speaking particular
Adjectives, phraseologies,
And authenticities
Which, when punctuation
Is added, leave
Me tensed,
Then collapsed breathless.

Pulling spent fragments
Nearer to you
To hold dear
Every centimeter
In your grasp,
A place you
Long to always be
And are.

With these memories,
And many more,
Skin prickles.
 
2-15

First strike

Sucked in breath
Through teeth
Clenched.
Pain
At first
Disappears,
As a push
Past the
Sting
To
A warm
Glowing fire,
Burning press
Against
Flesh.
Born
Fresh in
Another,
Hovering
On the
Edge
Of a
Discovery.
 
2-16

Grounded

You found me when I was in pieces
You collected me up and
You glued me back together.
You helped me to see how I was always complete
You forged my pieces with some of you and
You put yourself inside my mind
You keep me together without trying by just being
You.
 
2-17

Tapestry

Our hands
As the tips of fingers
Moving over
Palm lines,
Creases of joints,
And finally tips again.

Clasping, embracing
With each gesture
Feeling like a tug
On the line connecting
Skin of hands
To recesses of souls.

Every time we touch,
Even the smallest contact,
Creates a new thread
Which weaves deeper.
 
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