Category: Poetry
World, Alien, Splinter
I feel as alien as flesh that grew around a splinter. I have become part of the world, and yet so distinctly foreign. Take a look around and you’ll see me there with ease, standing alone but surrounded by it all. I could never infect the world though; I am absorbed by it until I…
I Started to Peer Inside
In referring to myself, I refer to a glamour: A suggestion of self, Rather than an assurance. In truth, at times my own self feels As if an alien marooned on earth Forced to play a role unlike itself All to blend in, all to cease being. As if to look in the mirror in…
Silly Man
A self-constructed glamour, The design flawed in that it could only trick its creator, Who wore the shroud so self-convincingly He believed it to be his own skin. Rip it from him And expose his flesh, All naked and plain like truth And though it will feel as if he is being torn to shreds,…
Five Haikus
A flash of lightning Across a barren landscape Brilliant and true Surrounded by trees A man in a green clearing Ancient company Warm light and cold air Leaves swirl, voices of the wind Clouds swallow the sun Earth all brown and green The dirt cries for another And then came the rain Fingers tracing roots…
A Little Miracle
A miracle is cooking inside me Eager to be born, Waiting to share a torch with someone who’s long held it As if to say, “I’ve been waiting for your light.” -k.r.r.
Untitled (To Every Word I’ve Wanted to Say)
A dull pain like something left unsaid, The words still fluttering in your throat Wanting to burst free But they’ll be left out to perish in the cold And you’d rather suffer than witness their death throes, Lamenting an existence that never stood a chance. Put it out of its misery! But what of your…
The Stars Are Yours
I looked to the sky And for a second Every star seemed to shine for me. Like a searchlight, Their light pointed toward something And I gathered the courage to chase after it. The crunch of fallen leaves crushed underfoot Filled the night’s silence with susurration As I ran, not knowing what I was running…
Impenetrable
My soul should be like bulletproof glass. See it as it is, But attempt to snuff it out, Find you can bear it no harm. -k.r.r.
In/Out
A bitter shame coursed through my veins Like a river, a flux of disdain That led to a miasmic waterfall that did not end, Just swallowed into a bottomless pit Where light and sound could not reconcile. A terrible itch arose And I scratched at myself until I bled But to no avail, the horrid…
As I’ve Learned
For all that is within my control, I am not entitled the right to bemoan. If I resent it, Then I deserve to feel resented. Why choose tomorrow over today? -k.r.r.