Sunday, December 29, 2013

Ripples

She slowly circles
the tip of her finger
in his still waters

the ripples spread
to pleasant shores


©Eusebeia Philos 2013

See

Raise your eyes
look again

see

the sky remains
where it's
always been


©Eusebeia Philos 2013

Sunday, December 22, 2013

Her Soul

Her soul

beats to

the rhythm

of a million

tiny suns

bouncing off

ocean blue

ripples


©Eusebeia Philos 2013

Hesitation

Hesitation

was found

in the brake lights

of an idea

that was accelerating

before it knew

where it was going.


©Eusebeia Philos 2013

Saturday, December 21, 2013

His Name

Hot water whistles
from the faucet,
fills the sink

razor in hand,
he leans closely

facing the person
in the mirror

recalling his name

Sunday, December 15, 2013

Revision

Torn apart

& rebuilt in a year,

this version is an upgrade

with steel skin

& backup soul.


©Eusebeia Philos 2013

Saturday, December 14, 2013

This Candle

Light
this candle
between us

in holy ritual
promise
& vow

our clock
this candle

let it burn
       down
burn down

to
the time of color
and fleeing
waxen faces

this light
this candle
between us

would you
snuff it
before?


©Eusebeia Philos 2013

Written for dVerse Poets Pub

We Were Close

When we were close,
the smoke drifted
through the porch
into the night's
open mouth.

Stars shined
out of its throat.


©Eusebeia Philos 2013

Darkness

That darkness
between lights,
more fearful
for its suddenness.


©Eusebeia Philos 2013

Tuesday, December 10, 2013

Beyond Eyes

Forever ended
before now began

to capture
each other
in the lens
of our eyes

beyond eyes

next time
we see

     another

will be
memories

light & colors
scents
of our introduction

see us
concealed
parting ways
&
recollections

impressions
of our
sentimental brevity


©Eusebeia Philos 2013

dVerse Poets Pub: Open Link Night #126

Forge

Did anyone hear the hammering as pain shaped you in the forge?

#americansentence

Tearing

They were only words
from a voice,
but I heard the sound
of something tearing
below the level
of my thoughts.


©Eusebeia Philos 2013

Sunday, December 8, 2013

Wobble

I wobble
in an uncertain step,
nearly fall
but for my wall,
just within reach,
a hand's touch away.

©Eusebeia Philos 2013

Our Love

Our love, a cord of twisted strands, unraveling at the knot we tied.

#americansentence


©Eusebeia Philos 2013

Resistance

An arcing of current
passes between us,
voltage finds our path,

this energy will flow,

do you feel the charge
through your resistance?


©Eusebeia Philos