NationalPoetryMonth

All That Glitters

Posted by Tim at 11:07 on 2011/04/25

Apr 252011

you trotted through my world
leaving broken promises
crushed dreams
and my shattered heart
in your wake
then grinned at all the shards

“See,” you said,
“I leave a sparkly trail
everywhere I go!”

fork

Posted by Tim at 02:19 on 2011/04/21

Apr 212011

One brief, bitter kiss
passed lightly ‘cross our lips.

A broken heart
is the most exquisite pain.

Scene of the

Posted by Tim at 17:11 on 2011/04/18

Apr 182011

crime of the heart
yellow tape stretched tight
DO NOT CROSS
DO NOT CROSS

fortnight

Posted by Tim at 14:13 on 2011/04/11

Apr 112011

The full moon makes me lonely
Then my aches wane away
Till a new moon makes a promise
Of darker nights but brighter days

RRR: Driven

Posted by Tim at 19:02 on 2011/04/03

Apr 032011

I put this little project together last year for National Poetry Month. The inspiration for it was many years ago, but, as these things often do, it took on a new facet more recently.

NPM Wrap-up

Posted by Tim at 16:27 on 2010/04/29

Apr 292010

National Poetry Month is nearly at an end. I’ll still be writing [and posting] of course, but here is a list of links to the poems I posted this month. Comments are closed on the older ones, but feel free to leave a note here if you like.

Hand in Hand

Posted by Tim at 21:42 on 2010/04/27

Apr 272010

Arthritis has bent our hands
from the supple petals
they used to be
into gnarled root-like clubs.
Our fingers
no longer intertwine.
It doesn’t feel the same.
Of course,
it doesn’t feel the same.
We are not the same.
We are older,
and weaker and stronger.
And still we hold
on to each other.
We can not
we will not
ever let go.

Wild Blue

Posted by Tim at 01:12 on 2010/04/26

Apr 262010

Love arrived
from out of the blue
danced a while
and sang

then

Love departed
leaving
only the blue

Smiles

Posted by Tim at 17:55 on 2010/04/21

Apr 212010

I smile when

*she is my first thought of the day
*birds turn worms into music
*the sun sneaks above the horizon
*I see dew on flowers
*I feel her hand in mine
[even when she's not really here]
*a kid says something wise
[or funny... or funny AND wise]
*I read something we really must share
*I beat Word Warp on my iPod
*I feel the sun [or the wind or the rain] on my face
*my puppies are SO glad to see me
*my fluffy puppy pokes me with her nose
*I fall asleep watching Castle again
*I hear one of those songs
*I dance [when no one's watching]
*I sing [when no one's listening]
*I walk barefoot
*I smell lilac
*I taste honeysuckle
*her voice is the last thing I hear at night