holder of the grail

.
on rays of light
we let ourselves into
the city,
approaching with the sea,
giving in

to the illusion,
we’re heroes over
heaps of steel,
concrete strongholds,
knights from
nine to five and holders

of the golden grail,
your smile is dark
between my thighs, your
city walls invisible,
you ride on swords of
light beam ads and

when we least expect,
you’ll chop off our head &
smeared with coal tar,
swallow us
before morning dawns.

.
linking up with One Stop Poetry…the above photo was shot by photographer Scott Wyden

no winners left

they say War Will Die
left bleeding
on the side of the street;

dust on blind men’s blades,
still warm and
lips in sneers

They want to sing rosy cheeked
kids to sleep before
darkness reaches them

and the scent of steel still
on their tongues as they
lick their way up her
thighs to drink to life, to

shut out the swords, the spears,
the coughed blood and
the – he didn’t make it…

They greedily gulp
humid warmth, suck
parted lips, tasting freedom and

See the trenches in her softness
There are no
winners left

..woo hoo it’s One Shot Wednesday again and the wonderful Adam Dustus will be your host tonight…write a poem and join us or just jump over to read what some fine poets brought to the table..sign up opens at 5 pm EST

>out of balance

>(out of balance)

i saw you lurching down
the road, unsteadily steady
shifting
your weight back – up – aargh!
and forth – oh no – and.. yes
i envied you balance the
imbalance, bereft of poise, and yet
withstanding gravity‘s forces, lurking
for your downfall – a matter
of (what) time. left? wishing
i had some of your equilibrium.

what can you say in 55 words? linking up with g-man

>overloaded

>overloaded&carelessly handled
it broke
noiseless
stainless steel
yet 2weak 2stand that pressure
buckled it stared @ me with hollow eyes
& i
learned a lifelesson

Say it in 160 characters (spaces included..) and visit Monkey Man on sunday to link up or read others