fluttered through the picture book
like car crashes
ice and glass colliding, scattering
memories like snowflakes
bomb fragments
of your eyes
lips, torso
pages like pavement
flip, flip, flip,
impact.
~
RNH
Monday, March 30, 2015
stratosphere
I will lose you,
she said,
like a feather from the wing.
I am grateful,
for by knowing you,
I have learned to fly.
~
RNH
she said,
like a feather from the wing.
I am grateful,
for by knowing you,
I have learned to fly.
~
RNH
Christmas Lights
Strung up through the telephone
My love like Christmas lights
Still twinkles
Left parading a memory
For too long
Days coalescing together
A plastic cord
Rests between my fingers
Waits for sight to fill
The vapid air, tense
With the desire to quell
Any disaster
With paintbrush and toothpaste
As if the mantra of the symbolic
And the routine
Could have kept us safe
We shattered
Though we mimed a good
Forty thousand memories
I watched
As my words froze and sharp
Disintegrated
To dust
Now the pages flip themselves
Clatter in a rush of finality
The end signaled
By the blunt
Wielding of a dial tone.
~
RNH
My love like Christmas lights
Still twinkles
Left parading a memory
For too long
Days coalescing together
A plastic cord
Rests between my fingers
Waits for sight to fill
The vapid air, tense
With the desire to quell
Any disaster
With paintbrush and toothpaste
As if the mantra of the symbolic
And the routine
Could have kept us safe
We shattered
Though we mimed a good
Forty thousand memories
I watched
As my words froze and sharp
Disintegrated
To dust
Now the pages flip themselves
Clatter in a rush of finality
The end signaled
By the blunt
Wielding of a dial tone.
~
RNH
Sunday, March 29, 2015
As You Appear
I watch women
Change their appearance
As if that is the only thing
They can control
When in truth
There are hurricanes
In your eyes.
~
RNH
Change their appearance
As if that is the only thing
They can control
When in truth
There are hurricanes
In your eyes.
~
RNH
Thursday, March 26, 2015
Tuesday, March 24, 2015
something red
Life is beautiful
Any way you look at it
She asks me to play
I spy with her
And I let her win.
~
RNH
Monday, March 23, 2015
kept
there is something in me that folds
at every mention of your name
at every thought of you passing by
your gestures
your brisk walk
your sharp face
i turn
and reorient
myself to a world
beautiful without you
complete as soon as i allowed truth
to step out of the shadowed corners
and animate
the secrets i always kept.
~
RNH
at every mention of your name
at every thought of you passing by
your gestures
your brisk walk
your sharp face
i turn
and reorient
myself to a world
beautiful without you
complete as soon as i allowed truth
to step out of the shadowed corners
and animate
the secrets i always kept.
~
RNH
in the interim
when the conversation pauses
when the adventure halts
when you face two possibilities
and a choice
will you take my outstretched
palm up,
hand
as an offering
of comfort in the interim,
laughter in between.
~
RNH
when the adventure halts
when you face two possibilities
and a choice
will you take my outstretched
palm up,
hand
as an offering
of comfort in the interim,
laughter in between.
~
RNH
pincushion
you are the pin in my heart
i keep bleeding
and bleeding
though bereft
of you...
~
RNH
i keep bleeding
and bleeding
though bereft
of you...
~
RNH
Wednesday, March 18, 2015
reflection
how can an artist create something that is not a reflection of themselves?
musicians capture moods
painters and sculptors freeze moments
why any different for a poet
every syllable, a carved
singing
life of its own.
~
RNH
musicians capture moods
painters and sculptors freeze moments
why any different for a poet
every syllable, a carved
singing
life of its own.
~
RNH
braille
allowed to linger
the edges found
a convex to her concave
curve of tree trunk carved
a flower, petal, leaf
expressed in splintered
gathered images
she spoke
to the silent
tracing witness
the glaze of blossom
felt
the outline of truth
lifting to his fingers.
~
RNH
the edges found
a convex to her concave
curve of tree trunk carved
a flower, petal, leaf
expressed in splintered
gathered images
she spoke
to the silent
tracing witness
the glaze of blossom
felt
the outline of truth
lifting to his fingers.
~
RNH
would be to say
to say that memories did not flicker
in my soul, like burning candles
low-lit, wavering with the unseen
soft sigh of affection
would be to say
that the sky was not blue
and the salt did not sting
on the open wound, gentle
the soothing hand, quiet
the unspoken, understood
exchange
and the last place i
touched you, elbow
to the palm still
glows
waits to be
illuminated again.
~
RNH
in my soul, like burning candles
low-lit, wavering with the unseen
soft sigh of affection
would be to say
that the sky was not blue
and the salt did not sting
on the open wound, gentle
the soothing hand, quiet
the unspoken, understood
exchange
and the last place i
touched you, elbow
to the palm still
glows
waits to be
illuminated again.
~
RNH
Monday, March 16, 2015
a vicious circle
it was a pretty circle
around a pretty bunch
of flowers
around a pretty curl
of hair
the girl, always
bending to fashion
and accommodating
and reassuring
and taking care
of everyone
but herself
she spliced
the band, in two
and walked away
clean.
~
RNH
around a pretty bunch
of flowers
around a pretty curl
of hair
the girl, always
bending to fashion
and accommodating
and reassuring
and taking care
of everyone
but herself
she spliced
the band, in two
and walked away
clean.
~
RNH
the dichotomy
I had wanted to believe
in the permanence of values
I had wanted to believe
in the honest growth of things
I often sank, listless, dissuaded
by the difference
between the wish and what
I saw in you
no one would believe.
~
RNH
in the permanence of values
I had wanted to believe
in the honest growth of things
I often sank, listless, dissuaded
by the difference
between the wish and what
I saw in you
no one would believe.
~
RNH
Disney Character
So this is what happens when you grow up on Disney
even when you've evolved into a feminist
even when you believe in equal
rights and equal responsibility
You still end up
waiting for that illusion of a prince
to show up, knocking at your door
tossing pebbles at your windowpane
tossing pebbles at your windowpane
when you know that nothing
worth having ever
worth having ever
appears instantaneously
and yet you still
spend years, decades of deceiving
Yourself, singing
"I am unsure
"I am unsure
and incomplete..."
without you, as if solitude
were something to avoid
were something to avoid
with both hands, dissecting
the plot lines, when you know
that clarity only distills
in silence
in silence
when will you stop
waiting for an arrival
and create your own happiness
because you are already really real, girl
I promise you
so go--
take on the world
take on the world
and take off those plastic mouse ears
be yourself
once and for all
be yourself
once and for all
You are worthy
You are enough.
~
RNH
~
RNH
Textbook Perfect
Loathe the texture
Every touch, a crevice
To tear at, a cliff
Not high enough
To leap
From this distance
Off the overarching fear, the curve
Of expectation, never enough
The lesson I learned
From you.
~
RNH
Every touch, a crevice
To tear at, a cliff
Not high enough
To leap
From this distance
Off the overarching fear, the curve
Of expectation, never enough
The lesson I learned
From you.
~
RNH
Thursday, March 12, 2015
Wednesday, March 11, 2015
Two Rocks
Faced with two rocks
And a hard place
I stared down the beaten path
And challenged its
Soft dust to rise
The tan earth's breath to speak.
Will this
Be your defining moment?
Daring, immovable she
Asked me.
From kneeling, I stood.
Absolutely not.
I will never
Let destruction create
Who I am.
~
RNH
And a hard place
I stared down the beaten path
And challenged its
Soft dust to rise
The tan earth's breath to speak.
Will this
Be your defining moment?
Daring, immovable she
Asked me.
From kneeling, I stood.
Absolutely not.
I will never
Let destruction create
Who I am.
~
RNH
Tuesday, March 10, 2015
little frog
the little frog said to the tall, proud oak
when will i grow strong and stretch
my arms out, just like you
the tall oak said, gently bending to the wind,
you are noble as you are
doubt not the strength that lies within.
the little frog asked the twinkling current of the stream
when will i be fast and shape
my own path, just like you
the bright stream replied, quietly flowing around the tree,
you are exceptional as you are
doubt not the light you cannot see.
the little frog spoke to the swirling, singing wind
when will i rise up and find
my brave voice, just like you
the smiling sky answered, rustling leaf and rippling water,
you are, even now, invincible
doubt not your delicate heart.
~
RNH
when will i grow strong and stretch
my arms out, just like you
the tall oak said, gently bending to the wind,
you are noble as you are
doubt not the strength that lies within.
the little frog asked the twinkling current of the stream
when will i be fast and shape
my own path, just like you
the bright stream replied, quietly flowing around the tree,
you are exceptional as you are
doubt not the light you cannot see.
the little frog spoke to the swirling, singing wind
when will i rise up and find
my brave voice, just like you
the smiling sky answered, rustling leaf and rippling water,
you are, even now, invincible
doubt not your delicate heart.
~
RNH
Thursday, March 5, 2015
Shell
Fingers on the lips' container
The error pointing out
Your ways, the grandeur
Blindly hoping for better
The reality slapping truths
Into faces bottled
In faces, the little dolls
Smiling, I waited
For revelation to reveal
Your secret
Admiring the most
Artificial
True
Nature
I sacrificed
My character for your shell.
Your secret
Admiring the most
Artificial
True
Nature
I sacrificed
My character for your shell.
~
RNH
Wednesday, March 4, 2015
tulle
in between the folds of tulle
i tucked the days and second
hands
of us
the ticking
off minutes
until we,
the explosion,
fell quietly
tangled in the mesh, i know
you thought i
lost myself
in the gauze, i know you thought i
could not see
---
through the black bars, the black caustic
screen over my heart
---
broken, shaking in the prison of my chest
i beheld you, finally
truthfully
as you are
and calmly picked up the pieces
from the floor
see
how they glitter
the shards
the sequins
i tucked the days and second
hands
of us
the ticking
off minutes
until we,
the explosion,
fell quietly
tangled in the mesh, i know
you thought i
lost myself
in the gauze, i know you thought i
could not see
---
through the black bars, the black caustic
screen over my heart
---
broken, shaking in the prison of my chest
i beheld you, finally
truthfully
as you are
and calmly picked up the pieces
from the floor
see
how they glitter
the shards
the sequins
in my new dress.
~
RNH
~
RNH
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