Twitter #MicroPoetry (No.6 – 10)

140 No.6

Here I go again on my rocking horse,
riding towards hope’s white flame,
his oak gallop fills the room at night,
I scream and smash the lamp.

~~~

140 No.7

Were those ideas yours or mine?
At least we’re ambivalent.
We are in a secluded corner,
with a view of the world passing us by.
Who are you?

~~~

140 No.8

Break away
and get out of the ears,
the poison will run you down
at high speeds,
fauns will dance on your grave
if you’re not careful.
Halt!

~~~

140 No.9

Fingers concertina
under pressure.
Legs cross one way
then the other,
knots are tied in bones.
Fight or flight?
Why not both,
with yourself.

~~~

140 No.10

The last wisps of smoke escape
as cold breathing evens out.
Stroking beard so softly,
fidgeting fades out to stillness,
a distance is found.

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