I entered my poem, " Apophatic Ecolocation",  into a poetry contest. We'll see what happens. I did do some editing for length, but only taking out the first refrain (which is later repeated anyway) and putting lines together. Otherwise, unchanged.

Now it's true ( Read more... )

I wrote a poem for you, 
yes, another one.
It was full of pain
and rage
and sorrow

Because it hurts to see
you throwing every precious thing away
including your most precious self.

But since you've been throwing away
the other precious things, too
like our love for you
I threw my poem in the same heap
of refuse-d friendship

what's the use of talking
when you're ( Read more... )

 The thing that vexes me, is that he refuses to find any simple joy in the world.
His senses he has shuttered out of fear.

He will not touch, so the joys of texture, warmth or refreshing cool, or basic affection he denys.
Taste, he refutes as needless to the chore of fueling
Music is a distraction
Art a waste of time
I've not even asked about "nice, ( Read more... )

Was that you that snared my dreams last night?
Or I who stumbled into yours?
So bleak and terrifying,
crumbling and cold.

You, of all, ought to know better
than to cage a mal'ach
than to bind her rozor-feather wings.
You are not as invulnerable as you think.

None there are can bind me
With Daddy's sword 
And Papa's stars
And Mommy's ban-sidhe scream.

Until now ( Read more... )

My desk is clear
O empty desk!
How I love and yet loathe thee!

All actions are finished
all orders sent to award
Or awarded already

And I here I languish, 
naught to do save fret
"Why have they sent me nothing more?"

And so it was ( Read more... )

 When the time comes, beloved ( Read more... )

There! There within the water tank ( Read more... )

[For Bats, with apologies to Pseudo-Dionysius. . .]

My Unknowing's growing greater
(Or is it lesser?) Day by day
Language leaves me faster
As my thoughts all fade away
My eyes are growing useless
Any day now I'll be blind
I am striding through the darkness
Half afraid of what I'll find

But I'm no one, no one at all
I've only got, no where to fall
A barren ( Read more... )