twitter poems

My heart low slung,
not sleek but ducking
any new, hurled object.
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Warm croissant
torn open
reveals thin wings.
===

The rain
folds upon itself
forming streams.
===

Chained
to memory anchor.
Crushed by depths.
Surrounded
by unblinking eyes.
===

Sunlight
dances with rain
wearing a rainbow sash.
===

Cloud
put its hand
across the eyes
of the moon.
Wolf passed unseen.
===

high arc cast
plunk of lure
wobbling glint
draws life
to the surface.
===

Under maple leaves
green tips
of iris.
===

Public bathroom
with brown floor tiles
and chocolate painted walls
makes me nervous.
I wash hands a long time.
===

Faces
gaze from the grain
of wood door frames,
observe the man
and ticking mantel clock.
===

Ice patch
in shadow.
Last to leave.
===

Cynicism is romance covered with calluses.
===

Flame remains
in my eyes,
smoke rising from wick.
===

Since ice melted
the land begins
to stretch its arms.

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2 thoughts on “twitter poems

  1. I love how Twitter makes poets cut and polish potentially longer poems into little gems. This distillation of image and thought often provides a bigger impact than the longer ones could have. You’ve done that here, Matt. Love the final image!

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