holiday poem - haloween

Silicone skin, and plastic cudgels
Roaming the uniluminated
Seeking sucrose solutions,

Mocking the frightful with festivity
Superstition festers with the coming of the witching hour
And primeval nature wakes

Sama,seifer. “jack skellington.” 27 may 2008. Mablogge.worldpress.com. may 1 2009.

everyday photo poem

Shadowed tree branches reaching toward the light,
Dark branches engulfing the sky,
To find hope
To consume like a ravenous dog
As the fingered branches reach up
It shows our greed
As the fingered branches reach up
It speaks our desperate plea

Question is, when we reach what we grasp and seek
Will we cry
Or will we peak

powerful picture poem

One hundred miles an hour but going now are,
Metal incarnation like a raving beast
Dripping chrome from its slender teeth
Power that has no need of demonstration

Purrs when awakened
Roars when angered
Rumbles when prowling
Silent when sleeping

Smooth as porcelain, cold as night
An impenetrable skin
Jagged underbelly
Soft leather that forms to my hand

Fumes burn my nose
Consuming fuel like a starved dog
Oil through the pistons
Rubber vanquished

Sweet air as it flies by
Away from what I know
Lifting the weights
The taste of ramped freedom