15 January 2010

Winter Poetry Slam: Tres

Sweating fever dream
Their names echo from the walls,
My arms lay empty


  1. Soft sunlight breaks through
    Gentle breezes tickle leaves
    Finches bring a smile

    (just thought I add a little cheer, a touch of winter in Florida)

  2. wonderful trio of haiku for a winter morning. Gumbo, I tagged you to play along... please? http://poyndexter.blogspot.com/2010/01/tag.html

  3. bring it up irish!
    bring it up gahdemmitt!
    you're kiln me.

  4. I love your words, so simple, so poignant, but what I really came here to say was...

    I've got a blue Chimay in the fridge. It's spare. Want it?

  5. I get it! :-) Proof that simple is best.

  6. Oh I missed this one...one of my favs so far...

    Empty arms lay lifeless draped towards nothingness
    A void that was cold, stinging all that filled its presence with memory. A memory of longing, longing that had no purpose if the warmth of the walls the kept the fever at bay from outside dreamers...

    hmmm, I have to work on that one...

  7. I don't like having empty arms. It's nice to snuggle together at night with that special person.


"Let your laws come undone
Don't suffer your crimes
Let the love in your heart take control..."

-'The Hair Song', by Black Mountain

Tell me what is in your heart...