Category: Very Short Poems

This Is Where You Will Find Me

When you miss melook for me in the meadowwhere we namedour white daisies blue,where you plucked trebles from birdsongand composed music for the wind,where we watched wishing stones in the streamsparkle in the moonlight.I will be theretill you no longer come looking for me.

Somewhere I belong.

As if I needed a reasonto leave the porchlight onfor you to come looking for mebeneath the Bougainville planternext to the bottom porch stepwhere I buried my heart along with the house keysand place me in the locketresting above your heartwhich is the only place I knowas somewhere […]

Trailing Daisies

Flower Of The Day Yellow Trailing Daisies appear when Summer ends, bringing along with itna wistful feeling. This one is for Summer. Just one hour leftto release my breathmy subdued wild heartbeatsthat starved all summerfor the lemon peels in your skinand the water mint in your sighs.Just one […]

Keep it a Secret

Keep it a secretthat your eyes are my favourite booksand the crinkles at the edgesare left by my fingertipsthat cannot stop turning their pagesover and over againto read the endless new stories they dream for us everyday.

Penance

Everytime I think of youthe fingerprints you left on my skinrise up into the airforming glowing inkblotsof a Rorschach Testthat I always describeas shapes of the wounds I causedwhen I was being mean.I wish insteadfor once they resemblethe constellation you named after mewhen you hid it in my […]

Someday

Is it too much to hopethat the ivy you gave mewould somedaygrow into a shrine?Is it foolish to believethat the nectarine pit in your heartwould somedaygrow into an orchard?Perhaps I shouldkeep waiting for that somedaywhen you would turn aroundand nod at me in the affirmative.

Anniversary

Twenty four generous years.He counts her laughlines.They are more than the starsin the silent skiesShe bends to his longingand whispersI will be here in these meadowssinging for you in birdsongscalling for you as rainI will be forever this place on Earth.

Tell Me How

This one is for my mother. She is 75 and with the spirit of a teen. She used to be extremely happy not so long ago- at least she seemed so. But she isn’t anymore and I don’t know what to do. I do not know how to […]

Cyclone Tauktai

The wind asks the cherry treeto wake me upby rapping on my windowwith its overgrown branch.It wants me to judge the orchestrawith the air aroundas one colossal woodwind instrumentplayed by the inept fingers and mouthof the trees and windows left open.The sound that they produceis similar to the […]