This day has traded meek
For a fierce unflinching me
Like stalking little lambs for meat
I am sinking tearing teeth
Into every hapless soul I see
My own has tasted the most sweet
-a.r.
Painting: Una and the Lion By Briton Rivière
Prey
•April 14, 2015 • 7 CommentsThe Scythe of Time
•April 12, 2015 • 2 CommentsI hear the faint and ticking timepiece
Yes, but more than that I feel it
Metered movement as a metronome
Yet, gaining ground behind me
It’s clicking moments off too quick
Nearly before I’ve time to make them
An angel’s smooth and steady scythe
Hacking down both weeds and blossoms
-a.r.
Abyss
•April 12, 2015 • Leave a CommentHe loves my nothing
Ness, this creature, I surface
From the black abyss
-a.r.
Painting: Abyss by Dariusz Zawadski
(from one of my Twitter haikus…I came across it last night and was reminded how much I like it)
Nothing Me
•April 10, 2015 • 2 CommentsTo be boiled down to basic me
Concentrated simply caustic me
To be heated up to molten me
Melting releasing noxious me
To be reduced to just mercuric me
Carcinogenic heavy metal me
To be smashed and split and spilling me
Spewing radiating nano me
To be absorbed and be invasive me
Mutating and decaying me
To be incinerated ash of me
Tossed and drifting elemental me
To be lost in air and earth and sea
Becoming nothing left of me
-a.r.
Statue: part of the ash Buddha installation by Zhang Huan
As Old As Time
•April 8, 2015 • Leave a CommentBeware of aggressive nostalgia
You may have it all figured out
But, a new time comes along
And then “Get off my lawn!”
Is the sound spilling quick from your mouth
-a.r.
Painting by Jessica Foox
A Poet’s Dream
•April 8, 2015 • Leave a CommentThe Romantic I
Have not allowed
To persist
Has silenced my
Inner Skeptic
While I slept
-a.r.
Drawing: Gagged Women
Found here: https://bluebig.wordpress.com
Catharsis
•April 2, 2015 • Leave a CommentCatharsis shook my cobwebs loose
But my spiders fell out too
Their space for sticky spinning cleaned
What else were they to do
With corners of my mind cleared, I’ve
No arachnids to control
But I miss their many eyes and legs
Catching my creations whole
-a.r.
Drawing by DREAMandDIFFER on deviantart.com
Bare Bones
•March 27, 2015 • 4 CommentsThis morning the top of my skull popped off
I noticed it dangling askew
The hook on the left had unfastened itself
With the right hardly holding for two
I ran my hands over the misaligned seam
And the gaping space left by the split
The smooth and the cool and the emptiness
The prominences and the pits
With great care I began placing pieces
And gently I reshaped the hooks
But the bare bones they brought me to beauty
This death cannot be overlooked
-a.r.
Springtime Marketing
•March 23, 2015 • Leave a CommentThis morning the birds are mocking me
I cannot abide their bright, their bustle
For today it only serves to hustle
To trick me into giving up my well-earned
Pocketful of crusty coins, my minted discontent
Their incessant chattering and attempts to sell me
Hope, of sun and spring and teamwork, nope
I am not interested in giving up my grief just yet
I will shutter them out and sit for a minute, still
In what remains of the dark and dust of winter
And tender all my leftover change to only this
Until I am completely spent
Perhaps then I can let their springtime jingles in
Let them tempt me with their happy little wares
I could be content knowing I have nothing left to spend
Entertained, yes, and unable to buy anything
-a.r.
Image found here: http://terrie-johnson.tumblr.com/post/31139046554
Perfect Failure
•March 20, 2015 • Leave a CommentThe world has become
A skilled surgeon
I, half-conscious on the table
Could tear out tubes
Stumble open still
This unhealed mess, if I am able,
A blood stained horror
To admit the former
And the taken pound of flesh
A gutting gamble
To pursue the latter
As I will end up bones at best
-a.r.
Artwork: Perfection Failed by Malin Lind
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