i run around the edge of your universe… bare feet ragged on your razor’s edge as i peer into the exquisite black hole of my reality make your center the center of my attention my untamed affection… as we speak i’m huddled in my unlit corner of the four corners praying for a little lightContinue reading “maelstrom”
Category Archives: Pomes
coal miner
it’s hard sometimes, truth be told,to spot a diamond in humble coal.it’s there tho, waiting, deep inside, for patient pressure to be applied…– jonah s fenn 2021
nightfall
shadows stretch, longingly, eastward, to flee a malevolent, setting sun, impossible though, pinioned to the ground as they are, by our feet, planted firmly to the concrete. we speak of meaningless things, while daytime spins to twilight, carries us, piggyback, into a pyrotechnic sunset and star shower afterimages. i’m sinking my voice rumbles, a steamContinue reading “nightfall”
bite
perhaps the skyline sparked my mind more than anything. jagged teeth, brightly pockmarked, with tiny, innumerable cavities, ripped into the night with no mercy. forget the twisted iron veins of Newark railways and the canal arteries clogged by tugboats turning profits, churning tiny whitecaps from their blunted prows. those brilliant parasitic lights will forever biteContinue reading “bite”
sandwoman dreams
there could never be a time i cherish more with you than those few drowsy moments that rest between us as we slip into sleep not even the sunrise that illuminates the edges of your sleep-tousled hair in a brilliant pink halo or the breathtaking dawn of your smile can compare to the meltdown ofContinue reading “sandwoman dreams”
stormfront
the view is barely clear from depoe bay today as i lean precariously against cyclone screened rails hurling popcorn at seagull squalls sweet buttered and salted they float for a second against a belligerent headwind, to explode, freed finally, like fragmented ideas in a schizophrenic mind, only to be snatched mid-air in a feeding frenzyContinue reading “stormfront”
reincarnation
locked in a quantum loop, time is relative to the timed, either bursting supernova stardust rain on harried heads or aching radioactive decay meltdown gold to lead iiiiinnnneeeeerttttiiia diverted attention past today’s dangling parchment particles of previous agendas rewound and sent again in polished packages, tomorrow’s present of anticipation bound in recovered, recycled polka-dot paperContinue reading “reincarnation”
pacific rain
gargoyle thunderheads eye us with haughty indifference as our mouths spout streams… ritual daily news centered in the slick grey expanse of ellsworth and first, by boccherini’s and monteith river park suddenly in bloom with snaps of bright umbrellas. watch the jeweler’s iron clock blush time on a round moon face pace slowed to theContinue reading “pacific rain”
adolescence
we were children of the night searching for the right path down the twilight cooled concrete skin of the city of sin lost amidst, within flocks of fortunetellers, fortune hounds, fortunate we didn’t drown down the sucking asphalt gullies of las vegas boulevard fremont, tropicana damn… we grabbed the future in careless hands reckless, standingContinue reading “adolescence”
little boys
shuffle, side-step on the hardwood hittin’ chest to chest thumping bravo boys dodge, glide dip finger-roll, wrist flips the sphere into the air with grace defying gravity in a french pastry rock the cradle reverse lay-in… swish it, dish it serve it up on the scoreboard in multiples of deuce man…those boys can move god,Continue reading “little boys”