prosepiece - so

so intense the love that left
a wake so deep and heart bereft
and roving in a restless sea
undocked and anchor tied to feet
the struggle so to stay above
and breath gets choked on inhale of
a memory so strong it keeps
my love submerged just underneath
the rage of storm that churns in soul
and choppy, heavy-hitting blows
breathe deep and try to float on swells
that crest, and tip, and break the spell
of dryness, drought and brought to grave
lover limp and lifeless
no hero can save.

prosepiece - show me

show me all the ways you feel
find something good
and make it real
our fiction thrives, no way to last
put it down in ink on skin it's splashed
forever emblazoned as words on our page
while are minds never tire our words
sometimes fade
but creative minds always absorb
the lines we exchange that
our lives can't afford.

prosepiece - time

evaporating time it seems
to tip toe past or fly on wings
which wave
and blend
and blur our view
so now just swirled to
blend in to
the present, current, here and now
upon this moment, don't know how
it comes so swift
that here it sits
so lightly pressed
to kiss my lips then
flit and fly and float away
to grace us soon,
another day.

how it would be how it is

my thumb digs into your palm,

presses with 

slow

even 

pressure

as i hold on to something 

building

inevitably

with fierce

fervent urgency, 

i cannot let go.

you unfold to

remember me

as we once were, 

but never quite 

from the same perspective

as my thumb, 

pushing in 

on the core of your fist,

forces intimacy

where we always chased it out.

my hand is fixed in yours now

glued together

to get my grip, 

heavy crushing

your breathing

and you amplify 

my own.

prosepiece - missed it

It’s like, I want to like you

But I just can’t seem to break though

This façade that’s been built into

Coat of armor I can’t seep through.

Don’t know why you’ve so rejected

My attempts to make connection

Only trying to be decent

And you’re left so unaffected;

Bound by something so important

Sense of self seems so discordant

With a truthful way of living

Painting some elaborate portrait,

Showing what is real for you

Depicting status to accrue

For someone’s standards, not sure who…

To carry onward in pursuit.

And I see all the ways we’re different

In our spirits and our interests

But soon we’ll be tied together

Even cordial has its limits.

So please, try a little harder

Promise I want be a bother

To your life and means and stature

If you do, we’ll both go farther.

prosepiece - tranquil

its tranquil
and peaceful
won't quiet my mind
when my soul is so anxious
and eager to find
the syntax, sparks synapse
resounding in waves
brain fires receptors
that sense cannot save.