imagist poems

Inked

Skin changed forever

By a shock of color.

A painful commitment to

One moment

In a lifetime.

No color stays vibrant

On an ever-changing background

Of ivory, or olive, or mahogany.

All the edges will blur into

A self-inflicted,

Multi-colored

Bruise.

Love Letters

The smooth pane of parchment

Under anticipatory fingers.

The place you pressed your pen

To shape my name

And location.

A finger slips beneath the flap

Separating adhesive

Granting access

To pages and pages

Of your thoughts

Crossed miles to meet me.

I read and realize

Again and again—

Truly yours.

P.S.

I love you.

Lashes

Like lace

They rest

Above the peach swell

Of your cheek—

Brown lace

Fluttering with your thoughts.

One falls loose . . .

Make a wish.