Tree Naked. Tall. Raw. Hands reaching to clouds. Head cloudy. Radiant. Rooted. Ancient. Look, a tree is calling my name In this busy city in these dark streets stained with blood loneliness Pills Prostitues Dead drunks in gutters Shit Piss And a Tree is calling my name In this mayhem I go to the … Continue reading Tree
Category: PeymanPoems
Scared
Scared There's a feeling in me a stream running down from my head all the way down to my shoulders, splitting like a delta to chest to my finger tips. My mustache is screaming my eyes are restless, and I think I am scared of something.. it's the Fall death is lurking on street corners, … Continue reading Scared
Worried
Worried Her strong smile dark brown eyes and endless power as the matriarch. yet she "allowed" me to leave when I was just a boy. I still remember my mom's worried eyes watching me leave it's been more than a decade now, since the day I have left, and we all knew that I am … Continue reading Worried
Transport
Transport She knew that she has to go That she cannot be in this part of the country that she cannot be in this city surrounded by everything that she knew if she could she would have leaved her body behind too rip open her chest let the soul come out drenched in blood in … Continue reading Transport
Broken
Broken Broken As the broken window is unable to stop the flood of light let your heart remain broken a while who knows maybe a hummingbird will come singing to drink from your fountain or a traveler seeks refuge there. Once broken your heart now open. heartbreaks are not too bad, no. 10.9.16 Peyman Washington, … Continue reading Broken
Jump
Jump Does it ever get better? When you roam from one city to another, and when it's not as romantic as a Dylan song and you are not as dangerous as Cash While you wait on the line until the next U-Haul representative picks up the phone, and you are surrounded by boxes (When did … Continue reading Jump
Rock
Rock On the coast of Pacific Ocean in Mendocino county, California stands a cliff meditating for millions of years. I dreamt once that I, too, was a cliff an immense rock formation 371 feet tall on the coast of Mendocino washed by rain kissed lavishly by the waves wearing a moss coat, softer than velvet … Continue reading Rock
Lost
Lost Tomorrow I will get of bed, (Probably alone) Out of luck without my lucky coin And I will drink too much coffee, Then I will touch my kidneys and liver and thank them for bearing with me for another Friday night, another week. I will go get lost on the streets as I often … Continue reading Lost
Hidden
Hidden Hide your love For they slay the lovers on the street corners (Have you seen red this beautiful before?) Hide your eyes They are shutting every window down (I yearn for the sunlight on your hair) Hide your ears Tonight street will be screeching in pain. Hidden, we must live Hidden, we must make … Continue reading Hidden
Sad
Sad I think of you your hands, grabbing your pen (Do you even use a pen?) Looking at the empty page I see your eyes the tremble in your cornea (Did you leave the windows open, again? the curtains are dancing Poets are awake and the light pole is serenading the empty street) And I … Continue reading Sad