These are not haikus
Taboo has leapt into them
They contain cutting words
Monthly Archives: February 2020
Social Contemplation
By Benjamin Grossman and Cassa Bassa
In rainy March
I long for a
philosophical whisper over tea
The smell of possibility permeating
Your gaze an infusion of heaven
Barely we know where we are
Yet we know where we’re going
With some echo of curiosity
On a bed of uncertainty
I inhale your essence
Drink in your presence
Only we temper the inner warmth
Steeped in each other
Rain is threading through each whisper
Tea left unrequited and cold
In the company of drizzling rain
(This is part of a collaborative poetic effort between myself and Cassa Bassa. Make sure you check out her blog by visiting Flicker Of Thoughts.)
A Set of Dots
Life: partly an ellipsis … the answers omitted.
Your Kiss
Takes away the darkness
Don’t just press on my lips
Brush against my heart my soul my core my being
I ache to be the light
Taboo-Artist #3: Prince
Created a new sound*
While embracing an androgynous style
Then: changed his name
To an unpronounceable symbol
Enough said.
*The “Minneapolis sound” really highlighted synthesizers and the drum machine and transformed the sound of music forever. Prince was a true musical genius (talented and hard-working), who only did things one way: his way.
Conventional Fog
Flushed by your beauty
I missed the warning thunder
The lightning now too near
Upon Seeing You
A tolerant revolution began
The exact diameter of doubt
A product of the monster perhaps
Some confusion of steam
(Though young in me it was no child
Really just the oldest of old feelings)
The dismissal of which was temporary
Still Blushing
Unlikely explosion
Spontaneous heat
Gradual breakdown
A shadow of the innocent age
No Flight
Stress
Lean yourself on me
I’m formatted to convert you into s m o k e
On Discovering
Life is about push and pull
Give and take
Though perhaps the key
Isn’t to live above it
But rather to figure out
A way to live in-between