booksartyoume

'ebony's hieroglyphics' timothy r gates, 10/01/2009

black and white
pages with words,
once read
not read
from blood
shed,
bled,
not said
colour, hued
hoary headed innocence
waltzes with
toe-headed maturity
iconoclasts admit to
iconodule two-steps.
pages,
ebony's hieroglyphics
allow for what's
read,
not read
to be said.


'it's about me!' or 'it's not about me!' timothy r gates, 10/01/2009

what I
feel
want
need
like
love
hate,
dislike,
take
are, is
taken when I
take.

'a hill' timothy r gates, 9/29/2009

hills
hill
mounds
abound
this one's gift
a
dance,
been pranced too,
around
aground,
this hill
for dancing.

'sweet dreams' timothy r gates, 9/29/2009

sweet dreams
present
into the daydream
tiresome, not a bit
Browning's 'let me count the ways,'
iconic
akin to,
'how often should we forgive?
seven, but seven times seventy.'
hyperbole
only to one without
dreams
in the night
in the day
sweet, only favor
is for the
next thought of thee.
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