|

View / Sign my guestbook!
View my profile
Contact Me
Leave Me a Note
Last 5 Poems:
voyeur - 01-04-07 ceremony - 08-08-05 a gift returned - 05-11-05 miles wide - 07-20-03 the cheap seats - 02-25-05
Diaryrings:
poets-muse: previous / next / random / list
poetgirl: previous / next / random / list
monster: previous / next / random / list
words: previous / next / random / list
wordpoet: previous / next / random / list
word-addict: previous / next / random / list
wordcore: previous / next / random / list
Sites I Like:
through australian eyes
emalinedelapaix.com
notpretty.com
meish.org
folkitup.net
righteousbabe.com
toronto.com
owtoad.com
moondoglovesyou.com
killyouinyoursleep.com
and of course, diaryland.com
Reviews:
by poet-review: here
Is/Not
by Margaret Atwood
Love is not a profession
genteel or otherwise
sex is not dentistry
the slick filling of aches and cavaties
you are not my doctor
you are not my cure,
nobody has that
power, you are merely a fellow/traveller.
Give up this medical concern,
buttoned, attentive
permit yourself anger
and permit me mine
which needs neither
your approval nor your surprise
which does not need to be made legal
which is not against a disease
but against you,
which does not need to be understood
or washed or cauterized,
which needs instead
to be said and said.
Permit me the present tense.
|
01-04-07
voyeur
I was careless, it's true; your wet fish body slipped through my clamoring fingers Into the pot you slid and then the lid clattered down, and hid your little fish face with its silent fish screams.. I craned to hear them, above the sizzling
previous - next - view all
All poems (C)2005 hergenesis. Not to be used in any form without prior written consent from the author. You can obtain this permission by emailing me at piper_maru_the_cat at hotmail dot com
|