30 Poems in 30 Days (Redux)

[Moochienanu]

8-13

New norm

This
Every day
Consciously stopping
No contact
Because…
Are we done?
Am I waiting again?
Am I here alone?

A soft kiss sent
Over miles
And breezes
Just waiting to be plucked
From the wind
And placed
Where you cherish

 

[4degrees]

5
Stars hang overhead
Twinkling on their
Silver threads
They burn for
Everyone’s life times
Diffusing in space
Like antacids in water
Billions of bits
Just like the ones
You’re made of

 

[Moochienanu]

8-14

Blending

The colours
Opaque, bright,
True at the center

Flowing pigments
A flower
A tree
Growing together

Off in the distance
A darkness
Comes quiet
With the softness
Of a duckling’s down
And the silence
Of a mountain sunset

Ink creeps into the edges
An artist blends paint
Thins it further
Pulls it out
To the edge
Where it is everything
And nothing
At once

 

[4degrees]

6
I want to dream
Of lovers’ burning touch
The sweat of lust
A concentration of
Fluid that makes
One slip and slide
Against and inside the other
I want that dream
Of a vivid fuck,
One that stays all day
Imprinting in a way
That makes everyone
Look like that lover
But the dream is of
Rotton teeth falling out
Bridges to cross
Or slip of off
Or rescuing something
More relevant than me
While awake, I’ll
Control that dream
Reliving it over and over
To occupy that
Empty cavern you made

 

[Moochienanu]

8-15

Kübler-Ross 1

Needless to say
My world is flipping
Head over foot.
The stages of this day
Leaving me
In disbelief -
Is this real?
Maybe it’s not how it feels.
Maybe this isn’t how it ends.
Maybe that wasn’t our last…

 

[4degrees]

6
I want to dream
Of lovers’ burning touch
The sweat of lust
A concentration of
Fluid that makes
One slip and slide
Against and inside the other
I want that dream
Of a vivid fuck,
One that stays all day
Imprinting in a way
That makes everyone
Look like that lover
But the dream is of
Rotton teeth falling out
Bridges to cross
Or slip of off
Or rescuing something
More relevant than me
While awake, I’ll
Control that dream
Reliving it over and over
To occupy that
Empty cavern you made

Off of*

 

[Moochienanu]

8-16

Feverish

Hot and cold
Kick off the blankets
Bull on the thick socks
Sip the soup
Take a test
Point the blame
Get some rest
And hopefully tomorrow
Isn’t a repeat

 

[4degrees]

7
All day, I had
Wet feet
But not wet enough
To stop me
From proceeding
Blazing a trail
To only turn around
Again
The wood called to me
Whispered, come, stay
Because I blend in
And belong
To the forest

 

[Moochienanu]

8-17

Kübler-Ross 2

what I could’ve done
what I should’ve said
flying through
every moment
stringing us together.
Was that the last time?
The last kiss?
tell me what to do
to take back the clip
in this fateful timeline

 

[sexfest2016]

8-16

Feverish

Hot and cold
Kick off the blankets
Bull on the thick socks
Sip the soup
Take a test
Point the blame
Get some rest
And hopefully tomorrow
Isn’t a repeat

I just want to give you a hug, lovely lady...

 

[sexfest2016]

8-13

New norm

This
Every day
Consciously stopping
No contact
Because…
Are we done?
Am I waiting again?
Am I here alone?

A soft kiss sent
Over miles
And breezes
Just waiting to be plucked
From the wind
And placed
Where you cherish

 

[4degrees]

1
One again,
So many real life things
Is good, is good
Part of me
Wants to give it up
The other part
Is an attention loving
Man, seeking some
Kind of connection

 

[Moochienanu]

8-18

I know that feeling
The one that tells you
You need to slow down
Stop pushing
Quit forcing something
With the other side
Being warmth
hands reaching toward
And connection

 

[4degrees]

2
Somewhere the sun
Had just set
While it rises in
Another.
Might someday
Both death
And birth cease,
Returning us
to where there
Is no time.
Deep night
Seems my desire
No one says,
“Go into the dark”
But they think it

 

[Moochienanu]

8-19

It feels like breathing
Through broken glass
Each sob filling lungs
That don’t want to continue
But still do
A bottled dream
Torn apart on the inside
But the shell’s intact

 

[4degrees]

3
This mask for
All seasons
For your protection,
Not mine
This place isn’t
Ready for
How raw and sad
it truly is
Ready to run
With a pack
Holding up the back
Staying just out
Of reach,
Even going back
Into a cave
That’s been dug
With intentions
Of transformation
A self contained
Citadel of
Dying and
Being born again

 

[Moochienanu]

8-20

Kübler-Ross 3

Fuck this whole thing,
I’m pissed.
So mad that one day we could be closer than I ever thought possible
And the next you’re gone
And I’m supposed to be okay with it all?
How?!!?
Tell me how.
Because right now,
I’m not okay.
And all I can think of is the missing pieces
And how angry I am there will be no more
Of that feeling
Of completeness
Whenever we touch.

 

[4degrees]

4
And here we are

Giving up on words
For some random
Holiday, waiting for
The foam of the tide
The rolling waters
To suck the book
Under, making ink
Smear and pages tear
I would rewrite it
If I could remember
The way I want
It to end.

 

[Moochienanu]

8-21
Giving you up
Is more difficult
Than I thought
With the warmth
Of where you
Kept me close
Cooling more
As the days pass

 

[4degrees]

5
missing you
is like going
elbow deep in
shards of glass
my sorrow just
keeps growing
every day i
wake up knowing
you died for me.

 

[29wordsforsnow]

1
Losing you
was so easy
all these words
in a tightly locked
heart-shaped glass jar
too easy to see through
that they wouldn't slip
over untrained lips
who needs this
wants this
this
emptiness
when a hollowed chest needed a fill

 

[Moochienanu]

8-22

Reasons running fingers
Down spines
And learning the space
Between muscles
That can be bent
And broken

Eyes flying through
Musical notes
And filling the void
Left behind by
The absence of
You

 

[4degrees]

ducking vision with
Zucchini divine
Auditor bitch only
Recycle Union
Fifties cook
Apricot hole
Foolish hill high-riding
Ugly dance such moral
Shops around gold docks
Chicken shops
This is my predictive text poem

 

[29wordsforsnow]

2

a cold stone
to remember a life?
chiseled, polished, dark
such palpable lifelessness
unmoved, eternally waiting
for its reminiscent visitors
promenading the grit ways
flowers fade like memories
no, the past and the passed
shouldn't be remembered by a dead piece of rock
be my guest leaving through photo albums
listen to anecdotes that spur smiles
walk the paths those feet took
relive another moment
no matter if it's
plenty more
or only
one​

 

[4degrees]

7
everything I write
about missing you
and other losses
become so redundant
each day I feel
that going on
is impossible without you
I got to sleep,
I wake again, checking
you're not there
when I dream,
I'm trying to save you
over and over
I always wake
before i can