The mountain lion

featured in the poetry forum March 23, 2015  :: 0 comments

The mountain lion with its dusty
and white cloud colors stares

down at me from a tree.
I twitch into a shudder

of half-madness but just keep
walking at the same pace as if

to say I am not a threat to you,
you king of the forest

in these Idaho valleys and hills
of densely green colors.

No movement behind me,
no roar of hunger.

I move on without another
soul to tell.

editors note:

Tip-toe past your ultimate demise; postponed for another time, when hunger roars. – mh

White hot

featured in the poetry forum January 22, 2015  :: 0 comments

The stars are white hot flames
lingering in the ebony sky

as I bleed my life away.
A man as mad as a shroud

of crows crosses my path,
mumbling jibberish to himself.

I turn away as the violet purple fog
hangs in the air like
a chandelier that needs dusting.

editors note:

Shrug off the shroud and break out your duster. – mh

Dips and gathers

featured in the poetry forum September 21, 2014  :: 0 comments

Love dips and gathers
in a silent shroud

of turtle doves as
the sun glints

on the dust of their wings.
The edges of the sky

peel back and uncover
its blue and purple heart

in a mid summer’s
talcum twilight.

editors note:

As summer dwindles; a watercolor rendering to remember in winter. Thanks, Dawnell! – mh

Lawless moon

featured in the poetry forum June 26, 2014  :: 0 comments

Under a lawless moon
the night’s heart thumps

to the beat of blackened
streets as a belly full of crows

in the oak trees thrash
their sleek wings against
the empty void in the night.

editors note:

A bird-borne bellyache from a scofflaw sky-lit thief – no sleep for you. – mh

The sun

featured in the poetry forum April 23, 2014  :: 0 comments

Under a conceiving sun
the poppies rise up to meet

its rays in a flurry of colors
as the shallow clouds

drift like a thin fog
in the rose-drenched sky.

editors note:

Proliferate in the light; poppies, poets, all! – mh

Scarlet red

featured in the poetry forum February 18, 2014  :: 0 comments

Blood in the moon
turns the sky

a scarlet red as
the night unbuttons

my bones one by one.
Shadows move rapidly

across my peach-colored walls
as my mind spins

like dorsal fins
above the water’s surface.

editors note:

Bone stripped and buck naked, dive into the deep. Souls swimming in the sea of life. Yes! – mh

Blue moon

featured in the poetry forum November 9, 2013  :: 0 comments

The wind flutters above
a warm blue moon
up over the ocean.
The roar of the sea
draws me in like a poultice
sucking the anger
from a boil.
The bulbous thick moon
spills blossoms of light
onto trembling waters.

editors note:

Once in a wavy moon to rock the boat and quell all anger. – mh


September 4, 2013  :: 0 comments

By the marrow of the moon
A baby dropped with light

At her side and the womb
Was hollow in the soft seconds
Of a long night.

A shroud

featured in the poetry forum September 4, 2013  :: 0 comments

The moon collects in a shroud
And shines into the dim night.

I hear the crow cough in the autumn
Sticks and red leaves as the ocean

Pulls in its tides from all ends
Of the earth.

The seagulls’ wings are splayed out
Like the fronds of a fern as the night
Dissolves under the unanswering skies.

editors note:

In the light of moon or dark of night, question those skies. – mh

Parts one and two

featured in the poetry forum June 28, 2013  :: 0 comments

Love is my destiny, part one.
Poetry is my honey nectar,
Part two –
Its sweetness slowly
Sliding down my chin.

I shall not live
In fear of hairy,
Cowardly monsters
That move quietly
In the dark still
Of the night planting
In my fertile garden.

editors note:

Monster, don’t trample, but tip toe; let injustice not take root, or take no part in one or two. – mh