Tag Archives: Poetry

Cerebration Block

the sinew of my thoughts
has melt’d away
scattering their bones
in a crapshoot
to indecision

what can I dream up next?

gotta smear
that blank canvas
let the daubs
inspire my sight
ere I sleep on it

Addiction

desperation

for a whole minute
no ringtones

no voices to hear
no texts to read
no one’s answering

somehow
he must at least
try to speak to himself
his fix to satisfy

while his mind
grins and whispers
“Do you hear yourself?
Do you see yourself?”

Bethlehemtide

perceive one twinkle
in a cumulus night sky?

or thy thoughts
with open sails
listening
as far as can hear th’ ear?

fingertips from hope?
but hope, nonetheless

with glitter to ornament
Heaven’s face
and ours

with reasons to smile
again