PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

Over and over these words 
slop and slosh in the 
bleak that has been 
too long a force. 

I wait for you to get off of work. 
I want to talk with you. 
Meantime, I'll write conversations 
that I can 
hop and skip over to you. 

All is love. 
All is love. 
All is love. 

Did you know that the favoured 
flavour of wandering is to settle down? 

Down with you. 
You. 

I like writing that word. 
In the crawlspace of my reaching hands 
is where you live. 
In the zig zag of release 
is what you have 
snapped your fingers to achieve.