I am in love with goddess of the moon, Though I am of another pantheon, I sacrifice myself to her instead – Leaving my dead tree for her soft embrace * Her cat-yawned stretch figure touches my heart, She the protector of the sun, soft fur, And I the wolf chaser of other stars Still, … Continue reading Mixing Mythos
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The Poet’s Keeper
I am not a poet for poets My lines won't stay straight under scrutiny hands with skill will feel my ineptitude fault lines of an idiot in the dark * drunkenly scratching sketches on the wall if you look at no art, it looks like art no art looks like my art next to good art … Continue reading The Poet’s Keeper
Disco
I see you standing under disco light The universe readjusts around you My world moves to create a new center Particles of dust freeze around your form. * You under the trees, a delicate frame Around your feet dead leaves, hair frames your face and everything nods in your direction. * I see you … Continue reading Disco
Poetry Workshop Challenge: Reworking Folklore
Death Waiting In the market. Can you see? Can you see? White men, white horses, send servants to me, Old merchants, old men, hiding in the crowds all men seeing what they cannot outrun. Now that my business in Bagdad is done In the market, in the streets, you see me. The young … Continue reading Poetry Workshop Challenge: Reworking Folklore
Taken from a Walt Whitman Misquote
Loving Backwards Raindrops like the keys fall upwards from grass Time drags back to the pattering of song You reappear at our old piano Backwards melodies played on your body * Atoms draw me back out into cold night Dragging my body up broken flight – Falling upwards, I am without heartbeat, The fractured … Continue reading Taken from a Walt Whitman Misquote
Matching Haikus
Matching Haikus, observations of a rainy day Birdies land on Sun drenched fence chains in the rain Saying chick-a-dee? * Doggie runs in mud Playing every way he can Saying look at me * Kitty runs up tree She is watching birdie sing Saying she feels free * Man falls flat on ass Limbs flailing … Continue reading Matching Haikus
Poem for the Oliver Jones trio at the Bistro
Poem for The Oliver Jones Trio at the Jazz Bistro 11/24/2016 Poetry is Jazz, the words we don’t say. Missing beats and rhythms of fractured minds – Playing the tunes that hang between our words But the truth is, nobody listens to jazz anymore. * Rhythm, deviation, improvisation. Squeeze tight, the world slipping between fingers … Continue reading Poem for the Oliver Jones trio at the Bistro
Sonnet Challenge: The Road Home
The Road Home When you think of your world, can you see? No, dark mazes of leaves grow behind our dreams. You more expertly bend my dead tree walls Then the more haunted spirits ever could. * When the tangled antlers become your hearth Do you see me above you, like the dead – Hanging … Continue reading Sonnet Challenge: The Road Home
Prose Poem: The endless sentence challenge
Bullseye I spill ink and watch it fill in the cracks inside me looping around and around in my mind and watch as the lines carve themselves into circles within circles that fill themselves with all the insane useless information that takes up so much space within my brain because my life is a series … Continue reading Prose Poem: The endless sentence challenge
Ben Berman Ghan 