I Wish I Was A Rampaging Queen

Friday, May 22, 2015

At The Seams

Just finished

A dress

I had to mend

It was coming apart

At the seams

I'm not

A great seamstress

If only

In my dreams

I wish

It was as easy

To stitch

The fissures

In my soul

These little tears

Day by day

Are slowly

Taking its toll

Tuesday, May 19, 2015

A Memory

Me and my daughter, Angelique, Halloween 2013 in our Flashdance costumes

Around the mid 80's I was in my teens. I loved the movie 'Flashdance'. Do you remember it? The one starring the gorgeous Jennifer Beals? I loved to dance to the track Maniac by Michael Sembello. I would play it over and over again. One day, while I was in the middle of my solo Flashdance dance off, my tiny, sweet, mild-mannered grandmother burst suddenly into the room yelling "Do you want to be a maniac! Stop listening to that song!" I was stunned speechless as she stomped off, her short wavy salt and pepper hair bouncing in agitation while steam blew out of her ears. And then, I giggled hysterically because she just looked so darned cute. Dang, I miss her.

Slightly Fragmented

I crave solitude

My idiosyncrasy

I withdraw

For days

Never meeting

A soul

In my hermetic

Existence

Alone

I stitch together

The minim fractures

Created by

Life's heavy hand

Slowly refurbishing

Drowning

In sweet oils

And soothing tunes

To rise once again

Revitalized but

Slightly fragmented

Almost new

Sunday, May 17, 2015

I Said Goodbye

To my love

I said goodbye

Silent tears

Are left to dry

Through sullen lips

Pass doleful sighs

Thursday, May 14, 2015

Vanity

A major player

In the game

Of this life called "Me"

It's the fame

You see

The applause

From the fandom of three

Me, myself and I

Selfie me this

And selfie me that

A selfie of me

In my brand new hat

Quite proud

It made it somehow

While I pat my back

And take a bow

(One out of fifty)

Not bad I say

Only had to delete

Forty-nine today

Oh ego

Where did "We" go?

Wednesday, May 13, 2015

A Table For Two

We were here

In this place

Of make believe

Not so long ago

Candlelight dinners

A table for two

With sand at our feet

Our eyes only

For me and you

Reality

A lifetime away

Star filled nights

Full of wants

And unsaid words

Silently wishing

You could stay

Monday, March 9, 2015

In Our Madness

In your madness

What were you thinking

As we idled above the cliff

While you blistered your skin

With your cigarette

Threatening to take us

To heaven?

It must be love

In my madness

Blinded by what

I thought was real

Love shuttered me

In a false sense

Of security

In our madness

I stayed too long

You had me for

Another three years

Before I ran

Ran as fast

As my legs

Could take me

When I knew

It was safe

Did you think

I would stay forever?

Friday, March 6, 2015

Reflection In Black

My heart fluttered

When I glimpsed him

Like a passerine

A reflection in black

Darting swiftly by

I desire for time

Rewind and pause

To drink in his form

But it was fleeting

An impressive

Winged creature

In flight

All I have now

Is a memory

That keeps me awake

As I toss

In my isolation

Forever roiling

Forever

In agitation

Art © Phil Hall 2015

Permission Given By Phil Hall

Sunday, March 1, 2015

An Old Wall

I remember the day

Golden I would say

The sun bright

Sparkling pigments

Of light

Dancing in

Midair

In the middle of

A few thousand squares

We waded

Among the rubble

Carefully

Hoping to not stumble

When we discovered

A disintegrating old wall

Surprised

I was thoroughly enthralled

As I stared

At the dilapidation

These words flit

Through my mind

A fanciful tale

Of the colorful kind

'In the middle of

Rough and craggy land

Far from sea and sand

Crumbling stones

Of volcanic rock

Lay strewn about

As if they were knocked

Where once

A great house stood

The best in their

Neck of the woods

Life was happy

Without a care

Resources

They all shared

Then a conquering

People came

Destroyed lives

And brought shame

Now there is nothing left

But a decaying old wall

Where once it stood

So proud and tall

And the people?

Into earth they dissolved

As if they were never

There at all'

Friday, February 13, 2015

Her Caller

She could hear a whisper in the air

A soft lilting call

Her name wafting in the breeze

In the time of dreams

In the season of fall

A feminine sultriness it did contain

As [she] singularly

Repeated her name

A breath, a sigh, a shade

But when she sought

There was nothing at all

The cold chilled her bones

Not of fright

In this old house made of stone

The trees and vines have overgrown

She gazed out into the stygian night

The moon was nowhere in sight

Deserted by the stars

There was not a smidgen of light

She had heard the call many times before

Never knowing what [she] was calling for

The sultry voice

Who whispers in the dead of night

Always her name

Always the same

She wrapped the quilt tighter

Around her small frame

She thought

She would stay here

Just this one night

But little did she know

She was where the caller came

And there

She will forever remain

Saturday, February 7, 2015

A Day In My Life 02072015

I've been stretching myself

Mentally

One plus one

Equals four

Just kidding

No, really

Not finding the stimulation

Externally

I broke a hair

Thingamajig today

My last one

Been expecting it

I'd have to say

Can't find the strength

To go buy another

My hair will be wild

And free

For a little while

It's not a bother

Looked at my birth chart

It's been a minute

Since I've done that

Gave myself

A rational chat

Reminding me

Of how complicated

I can be

With my earth and fire

At my core

Air performing

A balancing act

Who knows

What's in store

It's all good

As long

As I stay afloat

Keeping my

Water levels

Beneath my boat

Put my

Little baby birdies

To bed

Happy as clams

Watching

As I pulled the sheet

Over their heads

My turn

To hit the hay

Wished everything

Was A O.K.

Slathered repellent

All over exposed skin

Those mozzie bitches

Followed me in