Dilemma(one word)
You hear a wise, smokey voice speaking.
All my life I have waited for you.
And I remember the momentary dilemma
Our last moments
The tears streaming down my face
As you prayed I would never let you go.
Our hand-cuffed grip and the yellow reflecting
From the wide dusty lot.
Blonde curls sticking to your tall royal uniform.
Our last kiss,
The death spreading amongst my limbs
like a rumor.
Your face behind the glass
As if I had never been there at all.
(by jocelyn meadows, all rights reserved)
Lodge(oneword)
It lodges itself into the heart
You know the feeling
A seeking feeling
That cracks all the ribs.
It Moves outward from the chest
to all the extremities,
Sailing through the blood stream
and wrecking against every artery.
update…
I’m going to be making some changes…
I dunno I just thought you should know.
Engine (oneword)
Her floral heart pumped until the petals wrung dry.
The stamen gasped for air,
Preaching to bees mouths and
Kissing their feet as they stall,
Ever so slightly at the anthers,
Ever so slight at the precipice of gravity.
Her carpel disheveled in lust
and at each pollinating return,
The apogee of her existence
beat her.
(by jocelyn meadows, all rights reserved)
Outgoing (oneword)
And there was a fumbling
Spilling frothing
To her speech.
He licked the foam from her lips
And smirked at her blushing cheeks.
You are more incredible now than you’ve ever been,
Were you ever fourteen?
(by jocelyn meadows, all rights reserved)