Poem: Many of One

Many of One

by Shannon Laws

 

I’m going to take your hands on date
Shhhhh….
It’s a secret
I’ll take them to dinner
and feed them melons

Then I’m going to date your eyes
the four of us will visit the pier
watch the sunset
wait for the first star

Your lips are next
both the top and bottom

 Don’t tell the others

 

 

 

Poetry: Ghostly Eyes

Waking up always
Same time on the clock
Walk through my house
Steps on an unchanging track
I see you
A solid mass
Your feet touch the ground
grasp the earth
My specter form floats by
Unperceived by the blind
Ignored by the angry
Forgotten by the busy
I remember what living was like
I see you all
From my ghostly eyes
Orbs of mist
And compromise

~A spooky poem from my 2010 collection
S.P. Laws

Poetry: Look

Look!

Straight on
Into another’s face
You see only what
They want you to see
Familiarity brings a
Corrected angle
Light deflecting
Mirror to mirror
Boucing ‘round
Just a shimmer
Of character
Form discoveries
Peter Pan’s shadow
It needs to be nailed down
Look again!
There you are
Just another
Every peek into the eyes
Moves me closer to an explanation
“When will I see more?”
“After” you jest
Patience is needed in this game
Light exposure brings focus
Not perfection

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Poetry: Ghostly Eyes

Waking up always
Same time on the clock
Walk through my house
Lines on an unchanging track
I see you
A solid mass
Your feet touch the ground
grasp the earth
My specter form floats by
Unperceived by the blind
Ignored by the angry
Forgotten by the busy
I remember what living was like
I see you all
From my ghostly eyes
Orbs of mist
And compromise