Shane Windham's Blog, page 6

POEM - Twilight-Adorned

Your love is like residing in a room

with someone who doesn’t want

to leave the bed on a Sunday

—cleaning your way back to dirty

in a steamy, shared shower

—hugs so healing that they

always unravel those unaddressed tears

—words I’m consistently interested

in hearing somebody say

  

Your love is like alleviation

of chronic pain

—excited laughter when progress

suddenly comes easy

—enough money in the bank

to start thinking of debt as a memory

—new meals, and old movies,

at least once per week

  

Your love is like g...

POEM - Mellifera

Whenever I think of you

—a thing which still happens

entirely too often—

I see a rebirthed woman

whose eyes could not open

for all the mascara and honey

draining from them as I tasted

each long-unloved stretch of wilderness

on her full-flavored frame

  

That first, hurried moment

would go on to reoccur in slow motion

Time and again, I would watch you peak

ever-more-peacefully upon penetration

And when it was my turn, you’d whisper

want, love, and need directly into my ears

My face wet with your tears,

my heart b...

POEM - To Stumble, yet Fail to Fall

It was not nothing

In a world full of people who

rarely manage the bare minimum,

I reached out with passionate abandon

I said the thing in all the varied ways

that I knew (or know) to say it

You live the benefit of having

exactly what’s inside my mind

at all times

You see what our tomorrow holds

ahead of every other living soul,

and you fail to take it for granted

My, what unfathomable folly of luck

chaperones us both

The darkness is ever-present, yes,

but it no longer detracts from

what I know to be good about...

POEM - The Nocturnal Need

Will this sun of theirs never set?

Won’t their buzzing ever quiet?

What value is there to be found in daylight

now that you and I have discovered

a safe place to land in each other

beneath the unseeing eyes

of a night sky

  

There is frankly too much

potential in your nearness

(your eager voice, the wicked

glint in your eyes)

for me to manage napping my way

through this dragging eternity;

it blinds me with desperate desire

I long to taste your sugar-spice tongue,

and every necessitous word it knows

I would immed...

POEM - Shall We?

I don’t know how to not be in love with you

After all, what kind of fool discovers the moon,

and concludes he’s better off without it?

A dead fool, undoubtedly

And if you can’t hear my heart race to life

when we speak, then perhaps it’s time

we sit words aside;

put our mouths to better use

  

I’m not strong enough to avoid your eyes

Surely you remember the way you felt

the first time you saw an eclipse;

I feel that same sense of wonder

every time those alternate universes of yours

peer into my cognition, and ...

POEM - Annie Morgan

Come into the dying light

Show me every healthy imperfection

Let my bipolar eyes judge you

for all the women you’re incapable of being,

only to cry over the ideal thrust

of the impeccable one you actually are

For we were not made in God’s image

You are the lone flower of winter,

and I am a conscious cocktail

I will talk until you’re okay;

I will listen until you’re not

I will find you nightly, no matter where

the old habit of wet fingers

tries pulling you into that

forever-willing undertow of sadness

And I wil...

POEM - Didactic Equations

For the longest time now,

I’ve felt like an angry stranger

when facing most of the world

which exists outside of my head

I have lived lives apart from reality

while within the sanctity

of my hopeful imagination

And I’ve considered killing myself

when the pathetic fact of what I’d become

was no longer deniable;

that the most exciting moments

of my most average days

were all fiction —

nothing but stories I’d read aloud

in the silence of my thoughts

to keep myself engaged

in the unenviable monotony

of this ordinary...

POEM - Inculcation

In a world where

not everyone dies young,

I plainly see that you might not

be so lucky

  

In a world where many

get away with untold taking,

it often seems like all you give

will go largely unnoticed

  

In a world where passions

routinely collide out in the open,

I fear yours go untouched;

even behind closed doors

  

In a world where it’s impossible

to know the full extent

of what anyone else is thinking,

would that my eyes betray

as much of their secrecy as yours

  

In a world where everyone wastes

a degree of thems...

POEM - Meant for a Mortal Eternity

I belong to no one;

that is the brick of love I’ve

afforded myself

I belong to no one,

and neither should you

For you want too much

She needs too little

Between her rock,

and your hard place,

I sense we’d all be happiest

  

You’ll talk with your eyes

I’ll whisper with my fingers

And, pretty soon, every move

you’d considered a contingency

will have given up the game

  

As I slide down your throat,

you will drip from my chin

It will seem like the limit,

but Heaven forbid that we should

begin speaking as well

  

Because ...

POEM - Our Skyless Year

Some people hope for longer lives,

or another lifetime;

such people do so because they don’t

demand enough of their today

But you and I found out the hard way

that tomorrow cannot be

depended upon

We have now lived that other life,

and know well to take care

with what we wish for

  

We went from watching fireworks

as we made intentional love

to choking on emotional ash

beneath a blindingly-black hole

We took a trip around the sun

in which we could but feel

the seasons shifting;

uncertain of the hour,

and unclear i...