Photo by Vincent Laforet This city is on fire No longer a city of life A volcano Shriveled land with molten cracks Waiting to erupt again **** People watching Morphs into chancy Such close proximity You’ll have hours to talk If you catch their eyes *** The lights have dimmed The sides have fallen in love […]
Are we all philosophers or is that a justification? Affirmations caught in the breeze Hollowed platitudes Forgotten * Do we walk to forget a memory or to cement one? We’ve all experienced a pure intention The substandard result of Jumping the gun * Do we go to the park to feel young or to validate […]
The glint of a pitchfork Can be either Productive or monstrous Depending by which light
Memories only half fade The dirty socks go But the ghost cuddles remain
Can you tell me your dream And make me feel like I’m the one dreaming it Can you tell me your plan And make me feel like I’m the one planning it *** Because I’m in a never-ending game Of hide-and-go-seek I’ll keep trying to leap off of the page Is this what I need […]
Where are you, my sweet? I cannot seem to find you. Are you hiding in the shed, behind the toy train? Are you in the cabinet, next to the lo mein? Could you be in the doghouse, cuddling the Great Dane? I’ve looked everywhere I could think, So where are you, my sweet? ********** I […]
A habit of destruction A habit of disgrace A habit is a habit Difficult to replace *** The more I kick The more it stays But when I win I see his face *** There’s no need for alcohol No drugs of any sort It’s in no way rational That he could still cause hurt […]
Fire and ice Thick and thin Opposites A synopsis: The yang to my yin
Our tongues are different But we break that barrier The few words that we have Say more than paragraphs
My newest poem: Alarm I set us up for failure Made him into a thief What was meant for two I gave to three
Ashley Kirtman 