Lives Unlived by Don Odom


The cemeteries are filled
with lives unlived
the stones with carvings forgotten

The vessels lay
in boxes decayed
in garments thoroughly rotten

If God would grant the corpse
one wish
what do you think it would be?

To rise on bony elbows
and gaze
on flowers and beauty unseen?

Or would it be
to return one day
to that moment sin first conceived

the lie, the look,
the deceitful grin
so that it might be retrieved?

The scales that block
the beauty of life
often are never shed

They rest on eyes
that never see
the blindness of the living dead

© 2010 Don Odom

Two-Minute Poetry Break With Carole Rossi Kenyon

Strawberries by Kate McNairy – Featured Poem At The DYSTENIUM Online Community

Strawberries are
plump
in between rows,
full of June,
I see you.

Last night
lightning,
so silent
it crackled.
This is the
way it is
in darkness.

Wrap around stars.
Keep coming morning sun.
Keep coming morning star.

We pick ripened
berries in heat.
You eclipse me,
you are faster.
Take me home.
I’m in this forever.

I’ve eaten luscious
strawberries
leafy stems
and all.

© 2012 Kate McNairy

Ebb and Flow (followed by Swirl and Flush) by C Rossi Canyon – Featured Poem/Blog Posting at the DYSTENIUM Online Community

Ebb and Flow

Let it ebb, let it flow,
Tide recedes until twilight pokes holes,
Swim the eternal sea bled by faith,
All that is left is simply to be,
All that remains is,
To see you as you are
Stand quietly in wonder,
Until the dawn obscures faces once more.

Swirl and Flush

Swirl it, Flush it,
Drain it, as box cutter slashes through
Elvis on Velvet, soft, like money in the bank, baby
Stripped naked down to the
Essential components
Gawk and gasp,
All access pass, exit stage left
House lights come up full.

C Rossi Canyon

BEYOND YET ABOUNDING by Dr. Subhendu Kar – Featured Poem At The DYSTENIUM Online Community

BEYOND YET ABOUNDING

oh what kind of glory of endearment,
life never does exist within and without,
wishes seems to soar beyond abounding,
haste sparkles like dew fed gold of dawn.

dream when divine runs into space less,
beneath and beyond time is still timeless,
by renewed joy heart spruces up onto kiss,
warmth rejoices in room of reeling ecstasy.

wounds of love inflicts upon hale of fascination,
bounty of beauty sloshes onto edge of longing,
instinct impulses to wake green swooned lone,
quest permeates rainbow of embedded colors..

art of elation lies in way of seeing object afar,
reflex is simply arcade of emitted gloss,
manifestation of image is arcane walk onshore,
oh queen of kingdom let me hold beauty to behold

© 2012 Dr. Subhendu Kar

Two-Minute Poetry Break – Restless by Carole Rossi Kenyon

Does the water know the winds caress?
Melancholy hearts flutter with unrequited care,
Should she fly, should she stay?
Should she lay, beneath this tree and dream,
Of places no one knows, of people no one sees?
Visions climb and mountains hold out rolling hills
In tender compromise
The land calls longing to enfold her in wild rambling woods,
She is ready to depart this place

© C Rossi-Kenyon March 29, 2012

Two-Minute Poetry Break – stuck by Avram Ohm

stuck

heads bowed like so many
cattle funneled to the
slaughterhouse,
we stand firmly and
securely fastened,
admiring the depths
of the muddy ditch,
blind to the pastoral plains
gracing either side

straining towards
an imaginary destiny
and inevitable fall
of a final miserable curtain that only
cruel fate and laughing minstrel Gods
could have bequeathed,
it finally hits us

Ah, to hell with it
It’s time for a drink

© 2012 Avram Ohm