30 Poems in 30 Days (Redux)

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First Times - 14

remembering Cinedrome's last row
and a couple at the other end
I still feel like a petty crook
committing the same sin
tongues dancing
in the dark

Passing by the - our! - small booth
in that little café
no matter what weather
recalls the heat
and the creaks of that petite table

a bit too cold now to use that half-public spot
the grass patch growing slowly back now
with not too many passersby
perfect to place a blanket
besides a big tree trunk
taking our time

And now, in the first grey winter day
we finally lost our inhibitions
brought it to the bedroom
more than just vanilla
toes entwined
spooning
licking

ice

 

[Moochienanu]

6-1

After Starting Over

It seems right
To begin again
Right before the end

To give thoughts to
A piece that hasn’t felt them
Hasn’t seen them
In so long

To hear the words
As they fall hard
Clanking type keys
Pushing past the past
Into new territory

To absorb the change
Felt more than ready
As the opening sky
Dropping whole contents of clouds
Washing away
Soaking in

 

[Moochienanu]

6-2

Sensible Shoes

She told me her secrets
The hallway smell of antiseptic sneaking into the room
A murmur of the television, bed’s occupant next door
Beckoning finger brings me leaning closer
Every word spoken taking effort
Her, because of the fluid built up around her lungs
Me, because of the lump in my throat refusing to clear
She told me her secrets
I hold them all now
Without her in the world, they feel like weights
I lift daily, reminded of each as I continue
And she, in a way, does too

 

[Moochienanu]

6-3

A Morning

It feels like thunder
In my chest
That moment of clarity
Stolen into time
Further and closer
Thoughts lead
Followed by
hips
head
heart

 

[Moochienanu]

6-4

Juniper and Smoke

Breathe me in
Fire in each touch
Sears my skin
Feel the end
Each footfall
Wishing for you
Your presence

When all that’s left
Is the truth
The redheaded sun
A scent of trees
Upon the wind
Your hand, body,
Dreams…
Everything.

 

[Moochienanu]

6-5

in the moment

It is like nothing else
This craving
Permanent fixture
Deep pull
Warm thoughts
Of kneeling
Looking up
Emotions forward
Please stay
Linger here together
Giving each touch
Each minute
Every afforded attention -
Incredible how much
We’ve never missed

 

[Moochienanu]

6-6

Getting There

It’s the climb
A foot in front of the other
Up
Get above the smoke
Get above the fog
Get above the uncertainty
Up
Allow the push for further
Allow the push for more
Allow the push for better
Up
Because getting there
Is part of the climb

 

[Moochienanu]

6-7

Falling slowly

Hitting the water
Clarity of mind
Suffered slings and arrows
All left behind

Feel us in the moment
Nestled inside your heart
Time a constant enemy
Any chance is worth the start

The safety of you
Like nothing felt before
Here waiting always
Wanting, needing, craving more

 

[Moochienanu]

6-8

Yum

Ripened in the heat
Softened from the inside
Thick, juicy fruit
Bite and feel the sweetness
Running down your chin

 

[Moochienanu]

6-9

a few made sense

I know what you taste like -
How your skin after exertion
Has that saltiness against my lips
That makes me want nothing more
Than to press my tongue
Against every centimeter of exposed flesh
And savor your flavor

I know what you feel like -
How your weight on me
Has a calming as well as exciting effect
Upon my entire body
That makes me want nothing more
Than to pull you down upon me
And feel you against me in every way

I know what you look like -
How your eyes spark
Whenever they meet mine
Has the same feel of fireworks being set off
In my bloodstream
That makes me want nothing more
Than to run into your arms
And surrender everything there

 

[Moochienanu]

6-10

Hands held

Come, my Love
Find me here where we know
Soft, warm
Hold me tight
Pull me close, then closer
Fingers interlaced
A thumb writing patterns
Take note of the activities
Our bodies find
Beneath them
Pressing deeper
Getting tighter
Feel my hands squeeze yours

 

[Moochienanu]

6-11

Letting the edges slip

Blurring lines
Where one ends
And the other begins
So lost in this
Touch of fingertips
That smile
Melting every sharpness
No stopping, just being
Here as the world falls
Further into unimportant
When compared to
Press of lips
Caress of face
And hope
That this will continue
Forever,
Even when it’s well known
Nothing does

 

[Moochienanu]

6-12

Maybe

Hanging in the air
A jewel suspended
Not an ending
Or beginning
Every possibility in one word
All futures imaginable
Splayed out from Center
Hope summarized

 

[Moochienanu]

6-13

Flipping

I’ve fallen
Tumbled so hard
The moment your eyes met mine

You knew what we were getting into
But I hadn’t a clue
Until my insides turned over
The ground beneath my feet
No longer held me
As steady as your arms

I’ve felt the flip
Realized in astonishment
Since that shattering kiss
We would never be the same again

 

[Moochienanu]

6-14

Uncovered

Naked beneath everything
Cut into with ease
Pealed back slowly
Exposed tissues oxidizing
Vulnerable pieces that can only wait
For time to pass
For the closure of this wound
For the end of this pain

 

[Moochienanu]

6-15

Well, damn.

I lost this poem
It went away
With all the posts
Of yesterday

And what’s worse?
I can’t remember
Nor wrote it
Anywhere else but here…

So what’s a rule-follower to do?

 

[Moochienanu]

6-16

This want for you

It’s a craving that digs deep
Sets it’s teeth into every thought
And bites down
Sending chills up my spine
From its source

This want for you

It’s a need that tugs hard
Fights for all of my attention
And pulls most of it
Making my mind spin
With all of it

This want for you

 

[Moochienanu]

6-17

Throwing things against the wall

I think it’s my body that’s angry
It’s seen too much
It’s done too much
It’s held too much
It’s carried too much
And it is tired.

It is tired
And it is angry
And there is no such thing
As rest
For the caring
For the weary
For the worrying -
Not anymore.

They’re ever constant now.

I went into this,
Found something 12 years ago
That made my heart soar
And now…
It’s not the same.
So my body, it’s allowed to be angry.

I’m not able to speak my mind
All the times I want to anymore,
Even with my parents,
So I hold it all in
I hold it all in
And I keep the worry inside
I hold it all in
And it builds into more worries
I hold it all in
And I fight the anxiety
And sometimes anger.

So after a long call with my mom
Where I actively held my tongue
About SO many things
I am angry
And I need to throw things.

 

[Moochienanu]

6-18

Dancing with the flame

Watch her burn
A fiery fury of
Wilderness unseen
Rippling underneath
Scorched skin
Behind bright eyes

 

[Moochienanu]

6-19

Destress

I feel your presence, so come closer.
Move into my personal space
Make it ours.
Pull me into you for that kiss,
You know the one,
And be with me here, in that moment.
Close your eyes.
Surrender to the sound
Of your name on my lips,
Escaping with a sigh.
Deep breath
And go on.

 

[Moochienanu]

6-20

coffee, and glue, and sticks

I’m out of coffee.
I’ve used it all
To pick myself up
When every last bit
Of energy
Has been drained out,
And the small things
Get
Even
Harder.

I’m out of glue.
I’ve used it all
To stick myself
Back together
After crumbling apart,
Like a toppling tower
Seems like
The
Only
Possibility left.

I’m out of sticks.
I’ve used them all
To prop myself up
When it feels like
The world is trying,
With everything it’s got
To
knock
Me over.

 

[Moochienanu]

6-21

Bathtime

As the water fills
Intentions are set
A toe dips into sweet scented water
Hot steam lifts into the air
Sinking worn muscles down
Releasing the day’s stress
Floating away

An island alone
Slowly becoming liquid.

 

[Moochienanu]

6-22

this is a test

Circles around a spinning mind
Even those amongst the stars
Can be blind to the villain within
That keeps the record on repeat
“There’s nothing in you
Worth anyone else’s time.”
And there’s the fib as plain as day
Yet believed with such fervor
It’s carved into thoughts,
Into ideas, into dreams
That are felt deep down before growing
A seed planted so long ago
Now sprouting, flourishing,
Without a sign of encroaching death

 

[Moochienanu]

6-23

Looking up

Starry skies
Shared dreams
A whisper of touch
Hope
Felt in the light
Of true darkness
When nothing else
Shines

 

[Moochienanu]

6-24

Colours

A sepia world has peeked it’s head
over the fence of the bright green,
sunny world that was months in the making
and left it’s fingerprints inking upon the trees,
slowly spreading across the roof
over wooded walkers,
like the dip of a brush into watercolour.
Broad strokes are made as the sun tires
leading eye up upon the canopy first,
and then trickling down to follow
a floating point of amber as it catches the wind
ending in the pile of it’s dead brothers
at the loving feet of the one who held them
as long as she could before losing grip.