#cascadepoetry

[aelockhart]

Overheard Outside Starbucks at the Garden State Plaza

A Cascade Poem for YeahWrite Poetry Challenge 343

… because you care more about what the neighbors think about your god-damn lawn

than you do about me. You want reasons? Here you go: because you care more

about green grass, pretty fences, behind-door fetishes. You worry about what the neighbors think

about all those empties in the recycling. I’m so sick of hearing about your god-damn lawn.

[cascade-poetry-blog]

You said if I ran fast enough, I could fly to my dreams... Then why am I still on the ground, staring at the moon?

-You

[chemical--reaction]

Devil's Mistress

Temptation trickles from each of her eager pores. She loves the feeling; she lives it. Without this feeling, she would have no meaning. He traces her every pore; succulent and reverent- He needs more. He licks gradually meeting an aggressive suck; she moans. A continuous cycle is now an everyday endeavour; lovers joy at its climax. The ego interrupts their affair, falling in despair. Her life lies within the receptors of his saliva. Her last breath dangling on the tip of his tongue. She becomes numb, then nothing at all; it falls. (D.W)

[nathensurman]

LOVE IS........... (a cascade poetry experiment)

Love is not sharing the last cookie, it's giving it to them

[nathensurman]

You make me feel like.......

*I've drunk too much red cordial.....

[nathensurman]

I am Fire

in me all things perish