Malandara Meets Willadux

Grace plays whimsy on her lips,
Jamaica green iris suffers the sight;
falling dark ringlets making her wild,
swaying hips inspiring low song.
Natural pace, breath left wanting,
soft skin smelling of jasmine and thyme,

gentle hands pulling away her armor,

naked form, her legs entwine.

the herd

Danger: crowning buffalo
whisper by creekbeds in the prairie;
watchful, seeking hunter eyes.

Cafe

Blackberry bursts over luscious tongue:
purple stain travels across pink lips,
where city streetlamps flicker into classic creases,
crushes of people shuffle past unseen.

Nessie

Low growl rumbling,
over swirling tri-humped back;
smoking blue nostril.

X

trees rush past the window
heart pounds in her chest
ears trained for trouble
stone looks toward the rest
one more for the black book
his eyes had been a test
save tears in an unmarked jar
kept close to the vest

wasteland

cloudy skies, stormy seas,
winds whisper and howl
twixt the mutfruit trees;
pup growls, shots fire,
monsters with friends' faces,
where beasts lurk in the mire;
creaking wood, metallic air
dust e're steadily falling
over every surface with care
glowing stream, bloated flies,
brahmin walk with madness
oozing out of their eyes

PDX - IAH

Wet morning, windows cry--
glide around on roads like ice;
engines whine, wheels squeaking,
break through clouds to sunrise.

the lane

Dew damp grass pokes between my toes,

as the poison ivy twists the dogwoods;

slow creek evolves against the cool air,

where pine spores prance across the fog,

and toxic wisteria lies powdered in mist.

Rain paints varnish on the day

Rain paints varnish on the day:

crow crouches inside a pistachio canopy,

watching silver droplets dance 

down the weathered hill--

inking black streaks into the dirt,

crying over the creek pebbles.

spring date

"Beautiful,"
heir cringes with pride.
Nubile filly wades
towards the gusty hill,
propelled by svelte legs
beneath swaying sky.

safe space

Warm pup,
quiet beside me.
Gentle, cold rain on leaves,
pittering outside my window--
calm soul.






Day 14

relief

brakes squeeze with a soft meow
bus slows on the long ride home
I put in my headphones and press play
shoulders dance, the day is done

no lime

One bite, squeeze my lips--

stay the hell out of my tea!

Oh, I will cut you.

late bloomer

little fledgling cheeps,
mother will not hear it's cry--
time to fly, young one

Prisoner

lingering figure in some alley-way
creature's tipped fangs at your feet
your personalities leave me feeling haunted
winter woods at midnight, only different
plantlike tendrils of unease wisp against my mind
I let the darkness come in quietly
seeing my misery in all sizes
broken individual numbing out a hollow
shadow shapes pass twixt without reaction
o how nobody sees the common

dangerous eyes

Stopping time at first glance,
easy comfort, blushing cheeks,
barely talked for weeks and weeks,
spontaneous con, just one last chance,
new year's eve, oh how our tongue's danced!

deep earth

Silent breeze dances within her hair,
adept gypsy taking rest from flight,
russet sleeves block November's cool air,
ancient breath whispering through the night,
hushing all the children to sleep.

Burning Tower

lines going dancing,
where expands a shaman's plume--
aroma so light

For Anna

Dancing blur zips eye to eye,
trilling chirps to tell me why;
flashes of green, blips of purple,
metallic glinting in the sun--
wind blows chill, sky clouds over,
flitting where sight is gone.

Zoetrope

Ride by night, rays just peeping--

espresso fog and breakfast haze;

hearts layering over the other,

swirls of smooth flowers,

leaves twist to a curl, 

crowded cruise, dreary mind,

spicy stirfry made with thyme;

sit so close, laugh so loud,

skin to skin, sleeping sound.

Chill Space

colored lights twinkle,

dance around ink memories;

ac unit hums