inside/out

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inside
toffee squared floors
denote rays of the sun, crossing
plants on the sills, watered
blooming bright to those
without, within

fingertips pressing cluttered keys
E and N already fading
triple m’s: memos, messages, mailing-lists
quick notes, live feeds
movie clips

in all the alphabets
known to woman, man
written, read
and used again

outside
cars rush far, park and run
jets and liners rolling
arrivals, departures
boarding, patrolling
vapor trails on asphalt

wind rising
sun-dimmed clouds
swelling with collected water
no more fears of acid rain
there is far more to worry about
these days
the news? don’t start
dante’s inferno’s nothing to that

click, swipe, push it away
the poor souls, so horrible
what are we having for dinner tonight?
what a long, exhausting day

inside/out
a moment, secluded
inhale, exhale
heartbeats tripping
excitement, peace
a stillness humming
beyond the din of the streets

sequins, cashmere
sheer wool, silk
plastic cards denote ownership
warmth, rest
eat, drink
ordered, structured
breathing

so many bodies moving
so many minds thinking
so many hearts, beating

all with one hope
that one true thing:
prosperity

 

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privacy

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such a thing

lean back in the light
hold tight
echoes known
growing

flickers of sight
flashing sharp
specks of touch
glowing

hints wafting to quizzical noses
a taste on the tip of a tongue
showing everything all at once
like music
the sound of words
sun-sudden, hot, warming

*

high, low
a timbre falling
in sunlight singing
raindrops swell, peak, explode

together, they say
together you must
but in the loud quiet: a country

soft borders shown
drawn black against light
held tight, invisible
knowing

it’s all your own
.

 

© 2015 threegoodwords

gotta run

desk 3

funny funny
ha ha ha
one part madness
two parts mush

three parts sadness
seven parts –
‘Oh damn, gotta run!’

sipping lattes
in scrubwood rooms
lamps lit lightly
glowing so cool

meeting quickly, kissing, mwa!
eating, parting
meetings, starting
a brand new countdown, gah!

memos, memos, one more mail
then a quick breather
lunch? totally! 2 pm? yeah!

sitting together
exchanging words
‘That’s so funny’
‘You’re so cute’
‘I love this place’
‘Omigod – shoot!’

‘Oh no’
‘Sorry. Tomorrow, promise!’
two hugs one kiss
‘Let’s catch up’

‘God I’m so late’
‘See ya’
‘Luvya’

five second sadness
‘Gotta run!’

 

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sinus

 rose bouquet lovely-newborn-photos-931dotblogspotdotcom moon3

the inter, the course of the once-born
a past present known
where sweet sweet softness
breaks the heart with gentleness
and leaves the world unbroken

soft sinus beat
deep in the sanguine soul
an iridescent touch, haunting
sun-struck nights, empty, cold

borne together, both
young hearts, old minds
tormented to living pearls

a self in another
fleeing to a lonely sound, lovely
a sigh, a cry, forever

another word for us, under
lightning held in thunder
overflowing in words, four letters
a world
.

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(im)pulse

sunflower etsydotcom

new, untold
signs curved in water, gold

descending in light
calm waves rippling
totality given

night

red black, scattered
silk lined with lace; coffee, one
mapping probability

sight

tonight’s tomorrow begets a yesterday
that fills the void, echoing
with voices wide and ancient

might

closed eyes in stars, sleeping
light luster never broken
the terrace settled in the sun

light

twice over given
close in effortless silence
hidden in sound to and gather
once for a time forever

all

 

© 2015 threegoodwords

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