Imprints

[hester_prynne]

Benevolence,
goes stark naked,
in cruel times.

Her greatness,
sustains,
our smallness.

Elasticity,
destined to,
perfect snap.

Imprints,
every minute,
no looking back.

[hester_prynne]

Sex, no,
yes please,
but no,
then, then,
now gone.

"Nevermore"
quothes raven
androgenous,
from fence,
in monotones.

Moonlit stage,
ratty velvet curtain,
act 53,
lumpy bed,
crackers on the floor.

Dreamer spirit,
stirs eternal
when no one looking.
I see cherry blossoms,
winter straight ahead.

[mnaz]

a simple kindness in winter's freeze;
a sustaining light.
the dreamer's spirit never acts its age,
and age is part of a road trip...


yeh... nice Hesty.
I dug.

[Zlatko Waterman]

All three of these pieces are well made and quite moving.

I am put in mind of "Juan's Song", by one of my favorite poets, Louise Bogan:

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Juan's Song


When beauty breaks and falls asunder
I feel no grief for it, but wonder.
When love, like a frail shell, lies broken,
I keep no chip of it for token.
I never had a man for friend
Who did not know that love must end.
I never had a girl for lover
Who could discern when love was over.
What the wise doubt, the fool believes--
Who is it, then, that love deceives?

Louise Bogan

[joel]

an old rubber band
an endless shape gone stale
around love letters—
true love impassable,
true love unbending,
true love condescending
till snapped and broken
ends an old rubber band.

[~K]

I look 4 that
which can not
or will not
be found by
ordinary means
I wrap my arms
around
a cancer
I am ready
to lose
everything
again
my eyes
focus on
nothing but
yr face
is beauty
redefined