Category Archives: Wordsmithereens

A repository for what poetry I get posted.

Ruminations on Death

what have you done
speaking softly the old lies

I cannot abide
in my skin
while this sin
has come in

run I try and hide and seek relief
but your arms are my salvation
are my sovereign nation
my old elation

so Death in toothy grin
invites me in
to discuss our commonalities
to discuss what each man sees
when nothing but the blind world stands before his eyes

what have you done
speaking softly the old lies

JamesIsIn

The Wishing Well

a stark calamity
evades this me
not because
destruction was
somehow out-
side my shout-
ing life, but
within my gut
and in my mind
the gods may find
a patient piece
of freshest fleece
where my panic
with her wick
are nestled cozy
(two pressed posie
s) and cast an odd
intricate facade
of calm above
my eyes of love

please don’t tell
the wishing well

JamesIsIn