Tag Archives: night

Mysterious Shape

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In the darkness
I see a shape.
My husband?
A woman or a man?
A thick being from beyond?
An angel sent to tell me something?
The hollow feeling stiffening my skin
stopping my blood flow
My heart, a piece of ice–
But oh!!!
It is
a big stack of pillows
misleading
everyone
even the cats
even after we know for sure
for the rest of the
long
lonely
night–

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Tired
Eyes want to close
But there’s so much more to be done–

Friends

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on the horizon
a light, faint
lavender haze
descends
on the brain
into night
ness
less
time to suffer
more time for
ice cream
and
old
fun
timeless
jokes–

Start a New Day

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My eyes still closed–
blackness envelops

the bedroom and all
the space around me.

with my third eye,
I look down upon

the wax figure that
represents my being

and I blow air into it,
billowing like a balloon

until it swells to the edges,
leaving no more space

to fill, and here, I’ve
woken up, my eyes are

now open, and I’m almost
(almost) ready to start a new

day.

 

Exposed Feet

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Early morning rise
cat sniffing my exposed feet
cover them quickly–

Morning Prayer

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as the Woman of Night
passes across the sky
and the Dawn of Man
Awakens
I’m greeted by the
cyclical nature of the
Universe
and grateful for
The Path
I have taken–

Ode to Vera, My Black Cat or Night-time is the Best

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I
black paws settled down
on long, temperate arms
the glow fluorescent
reflecting off a tired and worn face

II
she meows and coos and
begs for more
chow

III
this night
under the soft moon-light
its effervescent brilliance
just another visage
of the universal face
encumbered now by
material
prestige

IV
she begins the slow
descent
to sleep inside
the blanket
a small cave
i’ve created for her
so she may stay
with me

V
she scoops her back to meet
my chest
and so we make our song
of rest
and so we make our song
of rest.

Dancing

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on the threshold
the precipice
of more
we sat and waited
on top of rubber cushions
as the music
pulsated in this space
around our heads
inside our minds
we waited minutes,
hours,
days
and then
inside the club
we waited
just a little bit longer–
I watched as you moved around
flip flopping
your flip floppy dance
like a fool
you flailed
your bendy arms
like gumby
never really knowing if you were
just a joke
or really for real
and then
something in me
made me
move
just a little
and then a little more
and over time
those minutes
that hour
that day inside my bones
became true
and here I was moving
like I used to move
to the beat
not yours
but mine
and his
the DJ’s
we always said
he set that up
on purpose
that beautiful symphony
that megaphone from God
the telegram
for the alternate source
and when we told
your roommate
the next morning what happened
that God had spoken to us
he asked, “what did God say?”
and then
neither of us
could put any
of it into words
so we just called it
Dancing.

New Moon

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Darkness hovers over

soft spells awaken

candle flames

one inch wicks

cut

blades

of grass

kiss my feet

whisper something

to me

decay

into the ground

I will gauge this feeling

and know that it is true

in the silence

of the hour

I will shed for you.