Green Cup And Pale Tea

A cup on the rug,
the moon in the sky,
our legs entwined,
and this, a single thought.

Not enough for poetry.


~Hammeh

Of Percy Shelley

Faith lost,
and I remember Ozymandias,
and his half sunk, shattered visage.

We all decline and slip away,
memories forgotten. 


~Hammeh

Starlight Starbright

Slender and slippery,
a reed in the water.

Tend to her softly,
and she will grow.

~Hammeh

Was It My Choice

I breathe and sigh and
say goodbye to your heart.
I didn't deserve it.


~Hammeh

Lost Forever

Don't remind me of the rain
outside your window.

It tumbles like rocks,
hard and small and sharp
against my skin.

And it tears through flesh and heart and balance,
until all that is left is bone and blood,
and no more poetry.


~Hammeh

It Just Happens That Way

Begin again,
and start with that phrase,
that they use every time,
and the structure that makes it seem
like this is prose when it's really a
poem.  I think she called it
enjambment, but that was
years ago, and a night
mare of jobs that never
fit just right
and you learned how
these lines work.
But sometimes,
at night,
you feel like
each line should end
with
a comma.


~Hammeh

Not So Sweet

The cranberry bog floats,
in the sky,
and in her mind.

One day, they'll find the body.


~Hammeh

A Mountain Unclimbable

In the blue, silk purse,
she holds her eggs.

Each a different color - red, like aunt may's hair,
blue, like caroline's eyes, green, like dan's nails.

A speckled pattern and freckles,
and freedom with a brush.


~Hammeh