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baggage

I would pack it tight
& amaze him.
We were allowed
minimal baggage –
being economy and all.
He insisted it
could not
be done.
He had no idea who
he was talking to.

» Posted By dinamspice On 03.18.2018 @ 6:12 am

hiking

Knot of knuckle
root and dirt
woven and reaching
peakbound –

Every precarious step
(eyes on the feet)
respecting the trip
of you.

» Posted By dinamspice On 06.06.2016 @ 5:26 am

violet

Delicate veins
paint your wings
of silk and petal –
You seemed expansive in
your reach to the house
that would become
the epitome
of a home.
Oh violet.

» Posted By dinamspice On 04.17.2016 @ 4:21 pm

hazy

No abrupt
buzz beep
mechanical
interruption
grumpy matted hair
cold feet light-squint bound

Instead

Hazy syrup of a slow
morning half-gone sweet
dreams happily ever after
and I roll over wisp of a
sheet to you hogging
my covers,

but in a good way.

» Posted By dinamspice On 01.27.2016 @ 7:13 am

portal

Used to be I’d
chunk through it –
I’d scuffle my way
through my day
happy to have
a hand to
hold.

Seems lately
a sunstream is
quietly sitting on
your welcome mat
A portal to another
me – another us
that glimmers
with hope’s
winter
dust.

» Posted By dinamspice On 01.22.2016 @ 6:53 am

bunch

Bunched fabric
banana-yellow and
puckered seer-
suckered all
pudge-legg-ed
and round
garbled bubbles
of baby
babble.

I wish I could breathe
that version of you
in just one

last

sweet

time.

» Posted By dinamspice On 01.20.2016 @ 6:15 am

camouflage

Dimmed light
aired in the camouflage
of eye squint
and mess of
rods & cones…

but really
it’s about the me
I don’t want you
to see.

» Posted By dinamspice On 01.19.2016 @ 5:15 am

calories

Overloaded with calories
this life of ours is. Not like
most these day – with their
stuff, fluff &
more stuff.

Ours is fat with protein & high
fiber & healthy goodness that
makes us grow up
& closer &
keeps us

hungry, but
also feeling
so full &
fueled.

» Posted By dinamspice On 01.18.2016 @ 7:01 am

rural

Dirt road dream
kicked stones walking
right on down the middle
not a car in sight
dust to dusk
flat of the pond
home to loudest
peepers and
friends all
woodbound
and bark.

» Posted By dinamspice On 01.12.2016 @ 2:27 pm

sum

We gather
& live & cry
and try to
cry less &
live better until
it’s
over.

The sum of our
lives muddled down
to a pile
of laughs,
tears
and
babies
who will
carry on.

» Posted By dinamspice On 01.10.2016 @ 5:17 pm

equator

Pollywog, pollywog
let me smear your face
in hazing and wish you
never signed that f’n contract
(seemed so admirable at the time)

Knees bloody and nose-whipped –
hair muck of who knows
crossed that imaginary line
navybound and trying to
out-men the boys
who talked their
shit.

Finished a “shellback”,
but really
who
cares?

» Posted By dinamspice On 01.09.2016 @ 4:29 pm

worthwhile

Pretended it
was worthwhile
long enough
to wait for
you.

Now that you
are here –
so
relieved
that it
actually
is.

» Posted By dinamspice On 01.07.2016 @ 7:36 am

moon

Crust of craters
lipped in rock
and moon dust

I followed you there –
sinking blindly with
each silver
step.

Star of love
(as corny as that sounds)
guiding our way

to Now.
(all that
really
matters)

» Posted By dinamspice On 01.05.2016 @ 7:39 am

exact

Sharing the stoop –
underside of legs
puckered by pebbles
and capped by
scabbed knees.

We set up shop and
sold kool-aid to our
neighbors at a quarter
a pop. The cups dinky,
and the sugar scarce.

Guy across the street
came out of his house
only to quench
our
thirst.

He handed me a buck and
instead of exact
change,
I just said
thank you
and

he left us
shaking his
head.

» Posted By dinamspice On 01.03.2016 @ 4:36 pm

done

You talkedtalkedtalked at us
Not a lick of a thought for
anything you didn’t begin
with “I”. Bit my tongue
to a bloody thread
to not scream

JUST.
SHUT.
UP.

So glad it’s done –
and we don’t have to sit
across from your
blabbing for
a while.

Let’s hope
it’s a l o n g
q u i e t
while.

» Posted By dinamspice On 01.02.2016 @ 3:35 pm

scent

Stream of early morning
sunlit and soft sheet
layering in scent –
sweet wisp of
sleep and
the sweat
of you.

» Posted By dinamspice On 12.31.2015 @ 8:13 am

choir

I told them to hurry up –
they didn’t want to be late
to chorus practice.

They cocked their lip to
meet their cheek
to squint one
disgusted
eye at me.

“It’s…Choir Rehearsal.

Chorus practice is for
the little kids who
can’t even hold
a note.”

» Posted By dinamspice On 12.28.2015 @ 9:07 pm

contained

It stayed box-bound
tape-buckled and
bondaged
in layers
of wrap

caged and
contained in all
its claustrophobia

until I simply
placed it at your feet.
You thanked me
and ripped into it –
setting it
free.

» Posted By dinamspice On 12.26.2015 @ 9:41 pm

leftovers

She never got it
hot and fresh –
always
day-old and
mesh of gummed
gray flavors.

She was done
with all that.
It was a new year!

So, she lifted her chin,
threw away the
microwave and
started cooking

for herself.

» Posted By dinamspice On 12.26.2015 @ 7:15 am

duration

Sticking it out
for the duration

over the hump

& finish-line-bound –
swell of love
over all
we have
become.

» Posted By dinamspice On 12.22.2015 @ 6:42 pm

blaming

Flitter of lashes
against sun stream
& dust glitter

Blacked-out numb so long –
aching from the empty
of all the missing

of you.

Back-snap in unrolling &

l e t t i n g g o

of the blaming
I did back in my
nightmares.

» Posted By dinamspice On 12.22.2015 @ 4:31 am

flee

She’s here
because
to flee
would
only
rip
out
their
neat
little
h s.
e rt
a

» Posted By dinamspice On 12.18.2015 @ 9:23 pm

shaken

If you’d
poured me
smooth, I would have
so gently glided down –
Didn’t I promise
you a sweet
easy?

Instead
I was shaken
to oblivion – crash &
crack & then you wonder
why I walk a crooked
line when we are
together.

» Posted By dinamspice On 12.18.2015 @ 5:12 am

A decade of
trauma – of
mixed messages &
less than
love

I’d nearly
given up
at least
once

a day.

Shaken
by me
by us
by good
bye –
you
woke up
one day &
finally

woke
up.

» Posted By dinamspice On 12.17.2015 @ 7:49 pm

sublime

RoCkY

v
e
r
t
i
c
a
l

c l a w i n g
hang
ing
& oh-so-barely…

…breathing

we
made
it

and the
view is
sublime.

» Posted By dinamspice On 12.09.2015 @ 8:31 pm

normal

Builds up
wave-like –
silent grit &
brine

Sometimes
the taste just
kisses my lips,
while others, I
purse & pucker
at the hit
of it

We go from
normal to
stormiest
of seas
in a breath &

the undertow
strips me down
to my bones
brittle & tired
of holding on

to such anger.

» Posted By dinamspice On 12.05.2015 @ 8:48 pm

sunset

Every day
they leave me
a little more.

Wisps of sweet
them breeze
further away –
so softly
into the
sunset.

» Posted By dinamspice On 12.03.2015 @ 5:34 am

welcoming

Crisp of autumn
scrap of leaf
pavement
wet

with the
thaw of
the night

I’d welcome it
all – sweaterthick
and all sorts of cozy

if it weren’t for
that damn
impending
beast we
dub

snow.

» Posted By dinamspice On 12.01.2015 @ 5:07 am

sharks

Protective bubble
family-style –
love and
all that
shit.

I visit you and
I’m 12 again.
I’m selfish and
overly sensitive
and ugly
and
so me.

Like sharks
you attack
and I leave
bleeding
back

home to
those who
really
love
me and

tend my
wounds.

» Posted By dinamspice On 11.29.2015 @ 2:13 pm

exchange

I loved
the thought –

which is
truly what
matters

but

I exchanged it
anyway, as

it made me
think of
you.

» Posted By dinamspice On 11.26.2015 @ 8:25 pm