Search

Allusionary Assembly

The Writing of Kerry E.B. Black

Tag

National Poetry Month

Tattoo

Tattoo

written by Kerry E.B. Black

 

Certain you’d remain

I allowed the ink

to penetrate my heart,

invade my very blood,

color my senses.

 

Then without a word

you ripped from my skin

my love’s masterful art,

fed upon the blood

of my poisoned trust.

april-national-poetry-month-monet-claude-water-lillies

Sadness

Sadness

Written by Kerry E.B. Black

 

“Why so sad?”

Birdsong inquires.

Sunshine beams its glee.

She just cries.

Feels not the warming

Of living safe and free.

april-national-poetry-month-monet-claude-water-lillies

On Aging

On Aging

Written by Kerry E.B. Black

 

It’s all there,

A web of lines

With matching spider veins.

Liver-brown

Invades pale skin

Joints creak and snap within.

Wisdom lies

In cloudy eyes

Yet none seek the treasure.

Decades of

Experience

Insight Without measure.

april-national-poetry-month-monet-claude-water-lillies

Misused Potential

Misused Potential

written by Kerry E.B. Black

 

The flame flickers,

Sandalwood scented wax

drowning the wick;

Light sputters, crackles, dies,

plunging the space

into silent blackness

and the scent of misused potential.

april-national-poetry-month-monet-claude-water-lillies

 

Changing Dreams

april-national-poetry-month-monet-claude-water-lillies

Changing Dreams

written by Kerry E.B. Black

 

She changed her dreams

when they came along;

their welfare all that mattered.

 

She sacrificed much

for their well-being;

their happiness consuming.

 

They’ve grown, adults now

getting on with life;

she must rethink herself now.

Withy

Willow in the breeze

bends low her comely branches

to the springtime sun.

weeping-willow

Paradise Promised

april-national-poetry-month-monet-claude-water-lillies

Paradise Promised

written by Kerry E.B. Black

 

Rain-produced prisms

reflecting sun,

joyful rainbow arcs

captured on leaves

trembling in the wake

of a spring downpour;

Paradise Promised,

and nothing more.

Conversation

Conversation

written by Kerry E.B. Black

 

A conversation like any other

exchanging pleasantries.

No earth-shattering news between them.

Just friends shooting the breeze.

 

Click of conclusion. The day continued.

Until a fateful cry

Crushed the foundation of their friendship.

She’s gone. She left. She died.

 

Weary Way

april-national-poetry-month-monet-claude-water-lillies

Weary Way

written by Kerry E.B. Black

 

Walking a weary mile

without too much to say,

at least nothing worth saying;

taking a garden lane

to smell fragrant flowers

though the time premium ticks;

recognized in every face

shared agonies and delights

from walking the weary way.

 

Blog at WordPress.com.

Up ↑