Sunday, January 10, 2010

2 New Poems


Like a stone I abandoned the sun drops

of jasmine, I chose to runaway from the rain,

my footsteps eroding like pumice, one by one.

What couldn’t you understand ?

My palms sweating like sage words spoken


Today feels like a getaway,

the day a lamb to be sacrificed.

It’s all eroding like a curtain falling

all around me,

this skin an abrasion of today.

Why couldn’t you understand ?

I bled blue ink in indiscriminate lines,

for what ?

I am faraway now, beyond the clouds listening eyes.

You can look for me but

I have already gone.

Kevin Harling.

Did I Hear You Correctly ?

Denial is a bench I loitered on

on the runaway at O’Hara Airport

in New Orleans,

where I was waiting for the answers

to the questions I emailed you a month ago.

It is my quandary of quicksand

in which I am sinking like

an over steeped teabag in a saucer.

I must not have been paying attention

to the prompts or something.

All through my head was a river

or rushing gigabytes of useless information.

It had to be denial I left waiting

out my eyes window sill.

Denial I couldn’t face yesterday

or today or tomorrow.

Planes are taking off beside me

and still I am,

I am waiting for the answer.

Kevin Harling.

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