I
am sky
You
are an
ocean view
We are
a forest
of trees.
Sigh
blue
sea.
I.
You
We.
poem- his January 26, 2014
He spotted her across the room
and through his eyes flitted a spark
of wanting deep and dark
She would be his.
A casual wave of friendly hand
an introduction
her eyes glistened with laughter
that dug through skin, muscle, bone
and buried itself in throbbing organs
where it grew
a warm spot.
She would be his.
He greeted her with smiles
and invitations
ready to oblige her every need
grew desperate at her
encompassing joy
that welcomed all
He glared in despair at others,
and wanted her all the more.
Long walks, mittened hands held tightly
on snowy walks.
He glued her to himself
with his tears and kisses
and they walked into
the mysterious future,
where she was
his.
poem- blind January 11, 2014
To a tiny toddling boy
you exclaimed his father’s stupidity
and explained to the
confused face that he was
mommy’s best friend.
No pressure
for his future wife,
that.
poem- brush off December 29, 2013
Thanks for the compliment,
but I’m not interested.
.
You seem like a nice guy,
and some girl will be lucky
to have you,
but I’m not interested.
.
Look,
it’s like this,
to be honest,
I’m kind of repelled by you,
your breath is rank,
you have an unpleasant body odor
that is not masked by that cologne,
(which, by the way, I think
I’m allergic to)
your hair hasn’t been washed
in way too long
and the pustules erupting on your
forehead and your emaciated form,
do nothing to attract me.
The state of your clothing
suggests a negative cash flow.
So you see, I’m not interested.
I don’t need a Chippendale
or a millionaire,
but a little effort on your part
would help your cause.
.
I’m not a bitch, buddy,
I’m just not interested.
poem- the other place November 9, 2013
I’m making this up as I go along
You in the other place
Singing echoing off the walls
in an imaginary paradise.
You in the other place
Eden entwined between
sheets and dreams
making it up as we go along
poem- if November 5, 2013
If he loved her,
….she thinks
he would greet her every day
with a heart heating hug
with a spine kindling kiss
with glowing eyes.
If he loved her,
….she thinks
he would bid her sleeping form farewell
with grieving eyes
with cuddling kiss
with a heart felt hug
longing to remain.
If he loved her,
….she thinks
he would harness his white horse
unsheath his sword,
charge down her demons,
She doesn’t see,
that he is her champion,
if he sees who she is
and stays to fight for her
when she’s not looking.
She doesn’t see,
that he loves her.
poem- perspective October 31, 2013
Honey lips
wake me
to a dreamy reality:
Unexpected pleasures,
moonlight impressions.
Your laughter
invites me to discover
a new perspective.
.
poem- fractured October 29, 2013
I know
you’re broken.
I see the fracture lines
behind your eyes
I feel the seepage
leaking from the crack in your soul.
I have
needle, thread
glue
and hope.
I’ll share.
poem- faith October 27, 2013
It is enough
that you fill the hollow places.
When you’re in your darkness,
the glistening of faith in you
can find the warmth you need
so what was empty
overflows with me.
Shawn L. Bird 