pale beneath ivory
of fate’s spiral
staircase
creaking nowhere..
’twas a nice but
icy moon’s
glare.
Grumpy Gorman
igram: https://www.instagram.com/gèèrumpygo
White Light
dark poetry
2020-12-26 – Blood Bank
it’s vital
in the veins,
yet rug’s most
stubborn
stain,
and yes, it brings
both heads
loads
of
trouble
it’s the blessing’s
curse we
share,
and a drink too
rich to stay
bottled.
Grumpy Gorman
igram: https://www.instagram.com/gèèrumpygo
painting at – https://www.tapinto.net/events/amateur-paint-and-sip-class-spilled-wine
2020-12-21 – Shady Blue Parade
shadows chase each
other past the
window,
unaware i’m watching
every step, i may
cave and join
the race
yet,
and if i finally
do commit
i’ll float from dusty
hollow to tail
the last
shadow hoping
we make
a fine
parade as we come
and go at
will..
from our
graves.
image at – https://www.shutterstock.com/video/clip-8937007-shadows-walking-people-animation-background-1080p
2020-11-06 – The Healthy Mask
he stared me down
to god knows
where..
then unzipped his mask
and laughed like
a sad man
in exasperated plea
for the mist in
beach sky’s
breath,
and..
for the sun to
notice
his
need for warmer
glow on
his
surface layers
of snow.
2020-08-15 – Mushroom Blue
thoughts spore in
mushroom blue,
thoughts bloom storms
within world’s
womb,
for eternity spared the
dreamer’s curse and
cake crumb
clues,
leave me as shroom
blue bouquet,
i’ll grow up and out,
then bind around and in,
spread about then
sprout forth
from your
mouth,
from mammal to mulch,
from frostbite to
touch,
from virgin stirrups to
saddle strapped
on death’s
horse,
++++
blue mushrooms
in bloom above
my porch.
*poem inspired while revisiting the very dark and
churning title track to Nine Inch Nails’
Downward Spiral album.
“Everything’s blue in this world,
the deepest shade of mushroom blue
all fuzzy, spilling out of
my head.” –Trent Reznor
yup, still a fangirl.
