Monday, February 28, 2011

sometimes tickled



sometimes tickled


sometimes
tickled
from the inside
irresistibly, madly, delicately stroked

a shimmer
of tiny animals
traveling
always traveling
without eyes or teeth
they tunnel
between dreams and bone

and in this
turbid place
a bloom
of sea fans
periwinkle, waving
broken
making fine lace.

Thanks to The Odd Inkwell for her OSI prompt, vellicate--which tickled me to write again.

Saturday, February 5, 2011

Snowflakes

snowflakes have nothing
to prove, they fall endlessly
improving the view

Thanks to Robert for this week's prompt, humility.