tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25699744908811057422011-07-30T08:30:29.198-07:00Although I have published a few of these, I'm not known for my poetry. This is a sampling of some of my favourites.Liz-Metcalfehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04797775065826888577noreply@blogger.comBlogger71100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2569974490881105742.post-65980856274059997542007-03-16T11:19:00.002-07:002010-12-22T19:18:59.676-08:00If we were to declare a duel<br />to settle a difference in affection<br />a leap out of clear communication<br />to a gap in clarity<br /><br />I challenge you to understand me<br />see the holiness in my intent<br />feel the purpose in my hand<br />taste yourself on my tongue <br /><br />Must I vault out of my skin<br />execute an emotional broad jump<br />twist mid-air and turn sharply<br />to land behind your camera<br /><br />Imprisoned behind your eyes<br />would I ponder a familiar stranger<br />mirroring desire but reflecting you<br />and discover you don't know me<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2569974490881105742-6598085627405999754?l=lizardwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Liz-Metcalfehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04797775065826888577noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2569974490881105742.post-35350025656570400372007-03-16T11:19:00.001-07:002007-05-06T07:58:16.506-07:00The weight of you in my hand is rock solid,<br />like a pound of steel encased in soft flesh<br />that responds to every touch with<br />fluttery freedom<br /><br />No silver spoon protects it and it's never<br />been through any window<br />but it is sucked in wonder and caged<br />gently with kisses<br /><br />Don't get too lost now in what I say<br />just follow my words like salty breadcrumbs<br />to the altar where I stand before<br />the lord Priapus<br /><br />Anointing him with a glistening bath<br />Hungry lips anticipate every drop<br />he salutes my touch as I await<br />his sacrament<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2569974490881105742-3535002565657040037?l=lizardwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Liz-Metcalfehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04797775065826888577noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2569974490881105742.post-90041617143295219752007-03-16T11:18:00.000-07:002007-05-06T07:58:50.388-07:00You bring into my sanctuary<br />power, corruption,<br />slid easily onto blood-stained hands,<br />like a pair of gloves,<br />comfortably worn,<br />difficult to remove.<br /><br />A tonne of righteousness<br />weighed and measured,<br />sits heavily on your unwilling heart,<br />a borrowed legacy from a lost father,<br />a mother who never knew.<br /><br />Now I am your Shekinah,<br />carved, molded,<br />from a burden half-remembered,<br />like an ill-fitting she-demon,<br />comfortably worn,<br />difficult to remove.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2569974490881105742-9004161714329521975?l=lizardwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Liz-Metcalfehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04797775065826888577noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2569974490881105742.post-73370536483946394222007-03-16T11:04:00.002-07:002007-03-23T09:44:25.446-07:00I study the cracks<br />In the network at my feet<br />Smiling, remembering,<br />Similar stones in London<br />That rang as we walked<br />Strangers in dank air<br /><br />I resurrect that sound<br />When battling unbidden fears<br />Drying, conquering,<br />Salty etchings on wet cheeks <br />It gave me new life<br />I am no longer afraid<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2569974490881105742-7337053648394639422?l=lizardwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Liz-Metcalfehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04797775065826888577noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2569974490881105742.post-15174915501726977942007-03-16T11:04:00.001-07:002007-05-06T07:59:38.689-07:00I am a sunbeam<br />I love/chase the moon<br />doom-kissed, the shadows fly<br />lights streak/I seek<br />mouse-in-the-moon meet<br />blackness at the edge of light<br /><br />No?<br />Then:<br /><br />I am a moondream<br />of flycycles and stars<br />Mars rides between my thighs<br />I wait/mousebait/too late<br />accelerate the space gate<br />Darkness: defined, defied<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2569974490881105742-1517491550172697794?l=lizardwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Liz-Metcalfehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04797775065826888577noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2569974490881105742.post-85972931518886932142007-03-16T11:03:00.000-07:002007-05-06T08:01:34.339-07:00cold, crunchy<br />translucently, slurpily, cubed, cracked<br />sucked and swallowed<br />ice<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2569974490881105742-8597293151888693214?l=lizardwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Liz-Metcalfehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04797775065826888577noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2569974490881105742.post-76273201874276306322007-03-16T11:01:00.000-07:002007-03-18T16:36:59.254-07:00Ftt-twang, ker(plop), skitter-wiggle,<br />Ftt-twang, ker(plop), skitter-wiggle,<br />Sip, sllpp<br />Nuzzle, slip-slurp.<br /><br />Ftt-twang, ker(plop), skitter-wiggle,<br />Ftt-twang, ker(plop), skitter-wiggle,<br />Munch, ccrr-unch,<br />Crackle, gulp.<br /><br />Ftt-twang, ker(plop), skitter-wiggle,<br />Ftt-twang, ker(plop), skitter-wiggle...<br />Stomp, stomp,<br />Stomp. Splatt.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2569974490881105742-7627320187427630632?l=lizardwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Liz-Metcalfehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04797775065826888577noreply@blogger.com0