Poems from halfox
Dreams decline the offer to dance.
Like lizards they dart in and out of sight,
flicking their tongues,
flirting amid the shadows.
But, if...
are slippery.
Like moss on a riverbed rock
they hide, multiplying in the dark places
where no one can see.
Slowly, so slowly they creep,...
I have twenty-eight teeth
that have developed
the taste for blood.
They pick at curled-in collars
and pull small, stinging streaks
through...
In her day, she was a lithe little thing,
spry and slim and willowy,
and she longed, more than anything
for a miracle, for magic, for more...
Long ago, you were a clap of a thunder,
the power behind a gentle smile,
the pulling of a window shade
the clinking of ice cubes against...