She slowly circles
the tip of her finger
in his still waters
the ripples spread
to pleasant shores
©Eusebeia Philos 2013
Sunday, December 29, 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
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
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
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
& 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
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
Labels:
candle,
clock,
commitment,
dVerse Poets,
light,
marriage,
time
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
the smoke drifted
through the porch
into the night's
open mouth.
Stars shined
out of its throat.
©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
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
Labels:
dVerse Poets,
eyes,
impression,
love,
memories,
time
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
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
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
#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
passes between us,
voltage finds our path,
this energy will flow,
do you feel the charge
through your resistance?
©Eusebeia Philos
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