Button Jon Hillenbrand, March 1, 2007December 30, 2015 Cute little halo You and your friends keep my clothes on I see you there dangling With a sideways smile on your face One of these days you are going to try and get away You’ll be there at night But the next morning you’ll be gone I’ll look through the sheets and curse to myself I’ll pretend it doesn’t matter But people will look closely at me and see That I’m missing my button Poetry buttonbuttonslovemetaphornicknamephotographypoemPoetry
Poetry The Doorway October 21, 2008December 30, 2015 The door banged open dustily halting the men’s filthy conversation. She paused there in the opening, a sudden wind taking its cue to wrap around her silken form. Red swollen lips threw daggers at the men. Her word leveled with the finality of a commandment, a gale force whisper, the… Read More
Poetry The uncertain glory of an April day July 11, 2007December 30, 2015 “O, how this spring of love resemblethThe uncertain glory of an April day;Which now shows all the beauty of the sun,And by and by a cloud takes all away.” Spakespeare speaks here of control. Once Art became involved with money, like Life, it grossly spun out of control. As a… Read More
Poetry Plump Berries October 14, 2008December 30, 2015 First I saw the cherry. Then I saw the long dark sweet ink trickling entangled down her creamy curves. Should I spoil her freshly fallen field of pale snow? Would I ever recover from sinfully sampling her unsophisticated sensuality? A hellfire might await me after such a kiss, or a… Read More