A Trio of Poems

Gentle Breeze on Weighted Breath

Look upon the gentle breeze
as sunlight glistens on deciduous trees
Taste the scent of bright colored flowers
when the sky is void of downpours and showers
The world and its beauty are flowing as one
its fervent elegance adorned by none

Supple and simple my body knows
that your beauty compares to all of those
As I gaze upon your weighted breath
the moonlight mocks my fleeting death
I hear the sighs within your eyes
while I taste your gently muffled cries

Beauty like this is bound to come
But the truth is darling we’ll never be done

Pictures

Darkness creeps forth and I see the faces of those held dear.  A smile slides across mine as they peer into my pained expression. Light continues to dissipate as each visage blurs to a phantom pantomime of the real deal. Sharp piercing reality cuts through the obscurity as blood spews from a personal image and coats the air. Reminiscent tantalisms of those that miss me fade away as the darkness deepens and pictures no longer matter.






Work

The hum of air conditioning units
Fills the spaces that the
Buzz of florescent lighting doesn’t cover.
The roar of a hydraulic powered compactor crushes
My spirit as another soulless entity
Murmurs in my eyes.
Click Click Beep Beep Click
Your total is my annihilation.
Another hour
Wastes away
As my body, petrified,
Cries in pain.
My only solace
Is my pencil
And this piece of paper.