by suelarkinsweems | Dec 9, 2011 | The Poetry
The wind blows in change It clinks and clutters against the sidewalk There are no leaves left to swirl So the dust rises up to the sky The branches are naked Cold, bent fingers at rest Beckoning the winter to come Crackling for the quiet The dark falls too soon...
by suelarkinsweems | Nov 11, 2011 | The Poetry
I empty out the pockets of my life A sliver of left-over hope Maybe a shred of dignity, Oops! Gone in the wind A marble, pain compressed into a tight ball That I roll between my fingers to remember Gum wrappers with chewed life smashed flavorless inside them...
by suelarkinsweems | Oct 28, 2011 | The Poetry
I walked in the woods To talk to the trees “Hold on to your green” I pleaded “Hold on, please” I just want a few more moments Before the change Before the fall Before the cold creeps in The trees always know though When the greens’ turn is over And the yellow and...
by suelarkinsweems | Oct 7, 2011 | The Poetry
I sigh There’s no poetry tonight It’s been stolen, I think, By the crusted honey O’s cemented On the granite The cereal O’s laugh at my scrubby sponge And I can’t find the utility scraper To pry them up Because the garage Oh, the garage That place where I’d rather Let...
by suelarkinsweems | Sep 23, 2011 | The Poetry
One bent on having things just so He’ll be recovering from being first The rest of his life Slipping into his man skin Fighting against the fit Teach him it’s okay to fail Love him when he’s wrong Say I’m sorry One with passion, so fiery She came after all the pain...
by suelarkinsweems | Sep 16, 2011 | The Poetry
It feels like your heart is walking around outside your body Twirling through unimaginable feats And landing Watching, pulsing breath caught in your throat A pause, a pump, and falling again Then getting back up, breathless the beats thumping from the outside-in A...
