Thursday, October 1, 2009

October 1, 2009
















like a star
she's at the same place
every night . . .
blinking on and off
like a neon light


an egret,
the north star, moored
in clouds


it was nice
of her to txt me
tonight,
telling me that she too
tires of the darkness


deep morning . . .
a cat cleaning the
palengke floor * palengke: Tagalog for market place


my puppy
loves me as is . . .
a sandal
to nibble on
when boredom calls


another
set of eyes drew
me into
a dream i'll harbor . . .
like a ship docking


eating clams . . .
the sea dripped slowly
from her lips


is it some
kind of magic?
a touch of
spring? a blossom
wanting to be picked?


your eyes . . .
a different side
of winter


are you one
of those who smile
and can't say
no, a comic book
character at night?


humid night . . .
watching winter
pass me by


outside my
window, a volcano
slumbers . . .
waiting for her
lover to return


i wake up
to words covered with
pollen


another
set of eyes drew
me into
a dream i'll harbor . . .
like a ship docking


eating clams . . .
the sea dripped slowly
from her lips


is it some
kind of magic?
a touch of
spring? a blossom
wanting to be picked?


sudden wind . . .
a chill as she passes
through me


is it God
weaving us together
into a
tapestry that can't
wait until tomorrow?


time didn't
exist when the rain
came and went


like children
we close our eyes and
hold each
other's hands in a
a toy jeepney


Early spring?
an egret spreading
her shadow


neither of
us want to be alone
facing walls . . .
without candles
and warm smiles


slowly,moon
paints a smile on
egret's nose



will you
enjoy poetry
painted in
captions above
makiling's mist?


moonlight . . .
dancing across your
breasts


sudden wind . . .
a chill as she passes
through me


is it God
weaving us together
into a
tapestry that can't
wait until tomorrow?


time didn't
exist when the rain
came and went


like children
we close our eyes and
hold each
other's hands in a
a toy jeepney


Early spring?
an egret spreading
her shadow


neither of
us want to be alone
facing walls . . .
without candles
and warm smiles


slowly,moon
paints a smile on
egret's nose



will you
enjoy poetry
painted in
captions above
makiling's mist?


moonlight . . .
dancing across your
breasts


dream
of me while the
serpent sleeps
and rhinocerouses
blindly follow


©2009
robert d. wilson

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