The forest is near
a deepening of onyx
The moonlit shadows
a vision of the wild sea
The house lights are my lighthouse
Author: C and K Words
Human | Lawyer | Poet | Story Spinner | Finding inspiration everywhere | Writing poetry and words from different spaces and places | Photographing nature and things |
Window View
a purple blooming
The sky beyond the window
a cobalt blue day
The cascading chandelier
Wisteria in my view
Winter Morning
Sunrise at seven
waking to a winter chill
feeling the cold sheets
a mellow morning coffee
Watching the colours lighten
Brown Aesthetics
drab brown aesthetics
puffy taffeta pink dress
a pencil and tape
loading the cassette player
dance to forget the cold war
Waiting for Innocence
A clean prison cell with a television, a bed, and the essentials.
Within the four walls, she waits for innocence to mean something.
When they decided “not guilty”, too much time had passed.
Her husband moved on, and she lost all the possessions she loved.
She leaves alone. Now free.
Worms
Grandma gardening
with her curious grandchild
Into everything
They stumble upon a worm
“Do worms live in dirt wormholes?”
Grandma looks around
Her curious grandchild waits
poking at the worms
Grandma looks down sternly and
says, “They live in a Worm House.”
Demise of Strangers
A life-sized cardboard cutout, miniatures of him from every angle, and hourly updates about his life.
Two strangers, yet one had an idolatrous fever for the other.
The obsession intensified until one stranger stalked the other stranger to their demise.
Monet Painting
caught by the summer
lost in a Monet painting
a honey-laced voice
propped up on a numb elbow
a delightful happenstance
A Nobody
They never noticed such a forgettable person, who always seemed to be hidden in plain sight.
One news outlet said, “A radical and a seasoned deviant”.
With each step, a nobody corrupted the radicals and launched a coup.
A Savant
To be a savant
a cool ring to the title
To be so brilliant,
yet shit at mathematics
Why must it be poetry?
C & K 