MAUIE WAUIE

I'm a happy bub-

ble floating in a pur-ple

sky of laughing clouds

chapbook: WITH HER FEET IN THE SKY

BETWEEN MY LEGS

 

Remember the fire light

when it swung and swelled into our room

playing tag off mirrors and walls

A sparkle in its path was

pressed by its lips

and my skin changed to flames

 

Deep movements  

made me and you

While magic roots lapped up

and fled full

 

Let us hide below these secret sheets where

nobody else knows

 

 

NUDE

 

Drowning room of luring sound

my ears hear

nothing

The urge pounds from stinging light

Fairy-tale arrow brings blinding sight

You are a bitch in disguise

 

With needle in arm, it’s you I hold dear

I try to erase yet more you appear

I’m the mantis

 

wondering if I could be who you wanted.

 

 

FLY AWAY

 

A tiny child dressed in new

sat in the grass quietly

She watched others at play

They sang songs with high

pitched laughter as she looked to the sky

and the sun kissed her face

 

Wet streams rolled down her face

for she hated being the new

kid at school In a sky

of faces hers was unnoticed Quietly

she wished for a hello or a hi

but that day she wouldn't play

 

Now a teenager she loved to play

She had something about that face

The boys loved getting her high

in the backseats of cars She knew

she was known as "that kind of girl" Quietly

she got around with her feet in the sky

 

She moved fast from acid to x Her sky

was hazy it filled up her head Playing

with trippers that changed her quietly

you could tell by looking at her face

Sick of her life she searched for something new

but her reachable goals were too high

 

Now in her twenties she stood high

on a mountain breathing in the sky's

cool breath The taste was something new

The wind sang its song and played

across her face

as the pain in her chest grew quiet

 

Overwhelmed the Earth was quiet

with wisdom High

above a bird flew over to face

what was to come The sky

glanced to the bird that played

in its path and even the bird knew

 

Suddenly she too knew

as the wind stopped playing.

 

THE COLOR OF YOUR EYES CHANGED

 

Falling

fast for marbled deep blues

I stare back

at the softer view of you

that once knew

me

 

Changes-

they form the skin of time

but my eyes will stay brown forever.

 

 

THE NIGHTINGALE

 

You may ask why I obsess

with the night

and its stars

and its light

 

How clammy palms

of its breath moves through

and brushes my wings

it cools

it soothes

 

You may ask why

the crickets pull out their violins

as the smell of the night air

is hung out to dry

 

But wait

to lay on your back

with the grass touching skin

caresses in black

against the moon in a puddle sky

 

So listen

with your open arms

as I perch on a branch's broken heart

out to you

out to me

 

until my eyes grow tired

and the sun greets its sky

 

I am buried beneath day’s soft white leaves.

 

 

HE RAPED ME

"And follow the flight of a bird from a fence" Gary Soto

 

I think of my future

how it was crumbled

swept away by the man at his knees

If diamonds filled my fingertips

they'd be lost at sea in a sky of light

too bright for my own stars

 

Clouds formed my swollen eyes

as the rain poured whispering whys

and the clothesline stripped naked stared back

 

 

THE SUPPORT I NEED

I have shitty sandals marked with peace

a tee and a tank with weathered jeans

my feet trail the dirt in from the street

my hair is short

and blond

 

I wear little makeup

my fingers are held in rings

they tap the ash that form the smoke

as I lay in a field

of flying frisbees

 

Yeah I'm chill

and don't give a damn

don't know where I'm going

can't define the word 'plan'

But there won’t be a bra that's holding me

 

I'd rather it be his hands.

 

 

JEALOUS SORROW SKY,

(To be read aloud for sound)

why

 

why do 

you  

do what you                       

do when I

don't do

do what 

you always 

want

me to

 

do                                    [I hear the pattern of

 

do                                    your

                                   

do                                    helpless eyes]

                                   

do

 

do

 

do

 

 

SHADOW

 

Let's walk through the trees

near the empty swings

where cigarettes turn to ash

and night diamonds peer through open clouds

Let the wind seep in its trance

to slide up your lap

upon fingers of antique rings

and gaze at the sun that sparkles dead grass

I long for your body

stripped naked from light

Let me out of this dark looking glass.

 

 

BROKEN LINES

 

Yeah so she’s a little edgy

and maybe

too passive and easily

distracted

She whines about the tough times

but tries to make

it all seem

okay

 

But before she realizes

what’s down can be up

it always seems a little bit better

within stanzas of chosen letters

 

but the line   always   breaks.