... |
Building castles out of quicksand
Posted by Asher on Wed, 08 Nov 2006 07:03:00 PST |
Trace |
On my wallNext to my bedI trace a memory of your body with a hairFound on my grey wool coat.that may have been your hair. Or it may have blown from across the sea.From a small foreign landFrom the hea...
Posted by Asher on Mon, 06 Nov 2006 07:12:00 PST |
You Deserve |
You deserve a poem or some new art form to match your eyes. A hazelhandbag of sorts but with longlegs wrapped around you, writhing.
Posted by Asher on Thu, 06 Oct 2005 07:28:00 PST |
... |
For now I have
A sense of you
Posted by Asher on Wed, 08 Mar 2006 11:55:00 PST |
Your subtle art |
Tie your temper around my neck with a string
A subtle art a magnificent thing.
Posted by Asher on Fri, 10 Feb 2006 08:05:00 PST |
... |
E. Afraid of the dark So Quick to turn the light on.
Posted by Asher on Fri, 23 Sep 2005 12:37:00 PST |
... |
I remember
Wheat from the chaff
Falling towards you
You were golden then.
Posted by Asher on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
Stamen wet lilly |
White lilly wet stamen
Lilly wet stamen
Lilly white wet stamen
Stamen white lilly wet smell
Wet stamen lilly
White wet smell
Lilly stamen.
Posted by Asher on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
over the sink |
Over the sink
You eat
Dripping
A freshly washed strawberry.
Posted by Asher on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
flight |
There are still days
When welling up
My heart remembers flight
Because my heart
remembers,
shaded by your feathers.
Posted by Asher on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
