| Aftertaste lovers dissolve like Sweetarts on my tongue sour-sweet, tangy-tickle taste sends shivers down my spine I smile tightly swallow smack my lips the sensation is gone |
| M O O D S W I N G S |
| Soulful Love I want to wrap myself around you without possessive claim A clear, permeable cocoon that loves and nurtures, inspires and responds I want to feel your soul smiling sunny in the midnight hour silently revealing all the secrets we've always known I want to hear you shout your love as tender whispers upon my skin unfold my suitcased being dance to music of our making |
| A'mor Elude love surrounds me I feel it on the breeze it lingers soft and sheer I long to touch it I run and try to grasp the sweet essence but my hands remain empty |
| Yellow Pale yellow the vaguest glimpse of day unfolding from night's arms Warm yellow the tender lips of daffodils as they smile to the world Bright yellow the face of a child discovering a harvest moon |
| Unwelcome Visitor Unannounced, uninvited, unwelcome invasive, relentless, ruthless it shrouds my world in shades of gray casts shadows over rainbows, flowers, and innocence flings poisoned darts from my fingertips to those I might caress simmers quietly beneath my skin its vapors sting my nostrils and nauseates the brave who venture into my tomb plays hide 'n seek out-of-sight, out-of-mind and forget-me-not light creeps in for a visit but scurries away from the hollow footsteps approaching my door knock, knock I don't listen knock, knock, knock it's only the wind knock, knock no need to answer it can always let itself in |
| crazy truth insanity is a fleeting gift grab it if you can aware without fear embrace demons and despair rule this earthly asylum |
| Fairytales kiss 'n tell and wishing wells and dreams that never wake lollipops and lemon drops and vows that never break nursery rhymes and magic times and hearts that never ache |
| Being Simply being is not enough yet too much at times I sit and stare sun rising above trees and houses and dogs howling at the wind I want to go out I stay in Cars passing more and faster loud and gassy like the zoned, droned entities behind the wheels racing to places they don't want to be on the couch cover my head with a worn afghan grandmother knitted by a fire in Maine too long ago to keep but an image dim I want to go out I stay in simply being is too much yet not enough |
| southern breeze whispers warm melodies through the pine spring begins to dance |
| Fine Old Hickory Tree Ripe tiger lilies roar under the hickory's shade bursting bright and yellow in the country glade Bees buzz with delight at the gold they've struck they hurry back with bellies full to show the hive their luck High upon a dusky bough young robins chirp in the nest novice wings flap nervously preparing for a flying test Two red squirrels chase each other's tails as they scurry from branch to branch then circling 'round the sturdy trunk they chatter as they dance A warm wind stirs up suddenly rustling broad green leaves black limbs creak in protest sway reluctantly in the breeze A big black crow caws in delight for his friends to come and see the green-husked gems he has found on this fine old hickory tree |
| Rain Denial Pitter-patter, pitter, splatter Gray water hits my window at dawn My protective slumber fades away As my white cat stretches and yawns Sleepily, I rise as the rain sings Pitter-patter, pitter, splatter Pitter-patter, pitter, splatter, kashoe, kashoe Hard drops on my windshield in rush hour The wipers are my only defense Against this storm I have no real power Somberly, I drive as the rain storms Pitter-patter, pitter, splatter, kashoe, kashoe Pitter-patter, pitter, splatter, taut, taut, taut Softer, yet persistent, the rain beats down My umbrella deflects little of its wetness I manage into the office, only slightly drowned Unsuccessfully, I try to ignore the rain Pitter-patter, pitter, splatter |
| Flashback Fire engine red flashes through my mind How many years ahead before I get behind? Waterfall tumbles down splashing crystal dew on the leaves upon the log where I sat with you Banana yellow sunshine showered down so bright Followed us around that day right into the night Fire engine red flashes through my mind How many years to search for what I'll never find? Laughter rang like porch chimes on a windy day Hands held tight, sideways glances said all we could not say Silver-kissed moonbeams caressed our silhouette so new Shrouded us til blue dawn and kept our secret, too Fire engine red flashes through my mind How many years allowed for all that I've denied? |
| Responsibility Choices made even unconsciously still demand accountability congratulations retribution resignation affiliation elation applause forgiveness acceptance |
| By S.L. McKay |
| sweat beads on my brow as the midday sun explodes melting all ambition |