not a poem...

amid the long grass, originally uploaded by gkgirl.

and i know i said no images this month
but you have seen this one before
and i wanted to enter it in greeble monkey's
greeblepix contest...

so...vote if you wanna...

no pressure here...

april 09 post-a-poem {7}

the tattoo stretched
across her skin
taut and thin
like parchment
like onion skin
words changing
with her age
she wants the world
to stop
but doesn't know how to
turn back the page.

redirection...

today i am visiting a friend...
come by and visit...
she makes the best tea
and the cutest aprons...

guest posting

april 09 post-a-poem {7}

the changeling stood by the
hotel door
waiting to be let in
a chameleon,
a fake, a fraud
a liar in another skin.

(there is no room here for you)

water dripped from her briny
back
and formed a green puddle
on the floor.

(youcanknockforeverwewillnotopenthedoor)

what they could not see
would be obvious to you and me,
that she was acutely brilliant
in her
singularity...
in whatever form she chose to be.

RWP prompt

april 09 post-a-poem {7}

i am tired and threadbare.
worn and thin.
listless and lank.
sad and has-been.

{snow fell today
thick and wet
like a blanket
leaving no breath of air...}

while you spend the day
in the rain
forcing a boat from the trunk of a tree
to hold the ashes of a lifetime of memory...