C and K Words

Black Swan

A lonely black swan
strict elegance and power
she comes back to life
Ballerina blurs in black
a human and a swan morph

mercurial wind
the waste bins begin to dance
the cat’s fur is wild
bracing for an icy blast
hugging the protesting cat

Burning Summer heat
gems and jewels curl around your skin
A Poseidon kiss

Oblivious to reality
aqua sea, premonitions
A snake coils around your arms and hips

Something falls away
the past and the present meet
Your goblet drops, rolls

All the glory, love
you wanted to deny the sad truth
Love, a life no more

The bee comes closer
Stinging barb ready to shoot
Flower distraction
Bee buns stuck in the flower
Buzzing flower and pollen

working away
no time for play
living in yesterday
hoping for a new day
it’s the same day
living this way

Between 12:57 pm and 1:00 pm,
that is when free thoughts flow.

A few minutes of poetry thoughts,
unencumbered by duty and work.

Unnoticed rebellion from within,
words of resistance form loudly.

Burning away the expectation haze,
finishing a poem and filing it away.

Carrying the poem home,
sharing the poem alone.

Broken houses
the sea crashing into the rocks
Dark sea spray

Below, quiet sea business
twilight faded from hours passed
The deep darkness arrives

Lonely empty houses
unlived and unloved since the war
The sea and the rocks
whispers of a place now a non-place

Hidden in darkness
the moon betrays my form
No longer hidden
The houses long for me to stay

Sunlight dancing on the river
What mattered once has gone

Your face comes to me often
No tears for the loss of love

With you on a delightful journey
Alone, the struggle is exhausting

Sliding calmly into the river
Whatever mattered, I don’t care

You stand under a livid sky,
singing soft words to your broken heart,
and feeling the livid bruises.

In the Gulag, no freedom to be anyone,
and the living body dies.

Pictures of what once was,
memories of what might have been;
I hope they learn from our sorrow.