Realignment, or: The explosion

Poetry Partners #153

A poem by Tricia Sankey

In my dream
you have hands
like a clock

pointy and judgy
countering all reason
and
      erasing
               our
                  seconds
           moments
gone.

Why is awareness the
last thing to go?

I curse the black
holes in your eyes

(Dilating now)

and I swallow
one marvelous
bright ball

(one spicy star)

Now I’m spinning
I’m gambling
without knowledge
nor thought

(the explosion feels nice)

and you sigh
as I flash
and we crash

and our
planets
          align
                 anew

Tricia Sankey: https://milspouseprose.com/

A tanka by ben Alexander of ‘The Skeptic’s Kaddish’

lying on the floor
finished, shattered by the fall
hands limp from fatigue
the fractured face of Venus
aligned with her Mars again

Let’s write poetry together!

When it comes to partnership, some humans can make their lives alone – it’s possible. But creatively, it’s more like painting: you can’t just use the same colours in every painting. It’s just not an option. You can’t take the same photograph every time and live with art forms with no differences.
–Ben Harper (b. 1969)

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23 thoughts on “Realignment, or: The explosion”

Excellent both.

ben Alexander January 4, 202301:51 Reply

💗🙏🏻 Dolly 🙏🏻💗 ~ thanks!
1. koolkosherkitchen January 4, 202322:12 Reply
  
  My pleasure, David.

you two from Venus and Mars … that says it all. Nicely done! 🤣❣️

ben Alexander December 31, 202221:20 Reply

🤍🙏🏻 Cindy 🙏🏻🤍
1. Cindy Georgakas January 1, 202302:16 Reply
  
  😊😊
Tricia Sankey January 4, 202319:40 Reply

Thanks, Cindy! 💝

Both poems are so good! I especially like the crash and realignment indicated in both poems. They are different but end up at the same point – one of hope…

ben Alexander December 30, 202207:29 Reply

💚🙏🏻 Muri 🙏🏻💚
Tricia Sankey December 31, 202219:03 Reply

So pleased you enjoyed them! 💓💫

Both poems are great.

ben Alexander December 29, 202220:56 Reply

💚 thanks, Molly! 💚
Tricia Sankey December 29, 202221:53 Reply

Happy you enjoyed! 💝🥰💫

Oh yes, you hit the mark
On target, both Poem
And the Tanka
I feel what it means to be
Battled scarred:
heroes,
And friends,
Also public enemies, (the worst)
Of the polars and the dichotomies,
In the resillience of the windflower, the naiad and the starfish
Galactica missions of the inner planets,
the alignment of Venus and Mars
Breathtaking
Both of you

ben Alexander December 29, 202214:10 Reply

🖤🙏🏻 Abi 🙏🏻🖤 ~ thanks!
1. abvr December 29, 202212:25 Reply
  
  ❤
Tricia Sankey December 29, 202215:01 Reply

Great comment! The battle-scarred feeling was definitely what I was going for with these two as well as the need to start over, to try again! 💝
1. abvr December 29, 202217:25 Reply
  
  Thank you!!
  Poetry sublime, Tricia, amazing collaboration, love the chemistry between the two. 💖.
  1. Tricia Sankey December 29, 202217:41 Reply
    
    🥰

Reblogged this on Tricia Sankey and commented:
So, I’ve been a sick puppy from a sinus infection the past few weeks and then my son gave me some virus to really put me over the edge. Going to the doctor in the morning. In the meantime, the pseudoephedrine is creating some interesting poetry. Check out my otherworldly collaboration with David from The Skeptic’s Kaddish! 🥳💥💫

ben Alexander December 29, 202211:11 Reply

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Your tanka is the perfect response!!! Venus and Mars have all the fun. Thanks for indulging my wild space fantasies while I’m drugged up on pseudoephedrine tonight! ❤️💫💥