Clouds gather overhead
Gripping in the moment
Blown with the breezes
Stilling down softly
Rain patters steady
Tolling in your heart these
Melodies spring up
Etchings in your mind
Trickle in your ears
To arrive
And disappear.
© Erik Hansen 2015
Category Archives: Poetry
4*26
4*26
Monsters lurking near
Feasting upon fear.
© Erik Hansen 2015
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Work
Your sweat soaked shirt
Clings to your back
A chill, wet leach
Sucking the heat from you
In the cold spring morning air
You pick up your tools
And get back at it
Because work is warmth.
© Erik Hansen 2015
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Parting
Our parting was a knife cut
Quick, sharp, clean
Nearly bloodless
At the instant painless
All of that came later
Like a slap across the face
Its aftershock
A welcome
Numb.
© Erik Hansen 2015
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Mountain
Ground fog slips around
The trunks of hickories and oaks
Pines gnarled with time
An owls bass hoot
Drums up through
Your belly
As you ascend the rock strewn crest
These hills are worn down
With age
But not brittle, not fragile
They possess a low slung strength
Resilient
In their ubiquitous power.
© Erik Hansen 2015
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Sand
Its a long, dry walk
Across shifting sands
Thirsty and tired
Of all the dust and grit
Its in your boots
Your socks
Your shirt and pants
Your underwear
In your hair and up your nose
You feel it in your ear canals
Across your lips
A grungy mask you can never wash away
Like the crackling shouts
Of the Muezzin
Over the loudspeakers
Full of sand
And dust muted colors of the tattered clothes
That haunt your speckled dreams.
© Erik Hansen 2015
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Trash Day
The orange garbage truck
Squeals, hisses and beeps
Its stink alone
Obviously not enough
To announce its
Garish arrival.
© Erik Hansen 2015
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Skin
Spirits shifting places
Books gathering dust
Clinging to curios
Arranged in methodic
Mystic order
Peel back the grin
Shed the familiar
Skin
Beneath it all
We are the same
The differences
Marvels and shame.
© Erik Hansen 2015
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4-18
4-18
Salient soldiers seeking
Fierce Fomorian foes.
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Thread
Slow down the years
A tired town lingers
Hanging on by just
A thread
Unravelled from a well worn
Coat that clings
To cardboard cut out
Scarecrow shoulders.
Broken apple crates
Lean in drunken stacks
And the green sea of suckers
Rises up in its hungry overgrowth
to swallow idle tractors
And broke wheeled wagons
By the hundreds.
© Erik Hansen 2015
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