Because It's So Sharp

Stairway

The
cross
on your
throat tells me
how far I've fallen,
and the faith you have lost in me.


~Hammeh

P.S. - Form is Fib, named after the Fibonacci Sequence.  :]

Fall Of Last Year

Once Was

I hold my court in the shade,
with friends and foes these walls were made.
There was a clearing in the trees,
green and dark with gentle breeze.
And here we stood unafraid.

In patterns of darkness we played,
and crossed our hearts in the glade.
Ferns and pine and simple ease,
I hold my court.

Fallen trees, branches decayed.
Comrades, forsaken and swayed.
How silly, my decrees.
And here now, hear me –– please!
The utter foolishness I displayed.
I hold my court.

~Hammeh

P.S. - Form is Rondeau~

Lemon Poppy Seed

Wind

Wind
hypnotic melody
razing these homes
a nostalgic salty breeze
unpredictable.

~Hammeh

But I Prefer Earl Gray

On The Tide

In the glimmer of a sail
high upon the ocean breeze,
sits a pair of English folk,
voices singing of the seas.

~Hammeh

Eyes Like The Sea After A Storm

Storm

In a hollowed out tree
At the end of the wood,
There is a man who sits
And he waits for the rain.

In the back of his mind,
He hears the planets sing.

~Hammeh

Many A New Day Will Dawn

Belated

In the worn back pocket of her frayed
denim skirt,
there's a folded piece of paper,
with edges so smooth they
could be cotton.

It's a name, a number, a promise.
All broken in one drunken drive.

~Hammeh

The Passion Of An Eagle

Lollipop

These sticky lips that caress me
have no name –
The violent tongue rolling
around my surface –
A crack of teeth – too sharp!
And the contracting swallow.

How could I have known,
when it was so quiet
in my wrapper.

~Hammeh

In The Span Of A Second

When the sea fans his cool breath
across the mudflats and the waves spray
rough as whiskers on his chin, and
the seaweed clasps with clingy hands,
a vibration zaps through me like fire from
flint and a spark ignites in my eyes.

~Hammeh