All the Pieces

All the Pieces

A Poem by Kenny Alby

Imagery-based, I guess it's some-sort of love poem at its core. But don't let that discourage you! I enjoy having my poetry read.


I would waste
more than words on you.
In the reeds of iron and re-bar,
Pipe symphonies in the heart of
Something that is not alive,
molten hands touch, we are one fire.

I see you, beyond jackals
who contain teeth of
chattering gems,
who sort through you.
All the little pieces
scattered hot on the steel.

My eyes are a lost child,
Like orbitals, or flotation devices
Weaving through your ocean,
Callous thoughts toughen you
so you see what you sacrifice,
Blow kisses through your brain tissue.

Smile and end it,
What a world, mi amor,
Your little eclipses,
Surround my stars,
A coated mirage on my face,
Cherish your fatalist love songs.

© 2012 Kenny Alby

Author's Note

Kenny Alby
I realized that almost every line is capitalized. I suppose if it's not hurting anything, than we can move beyond Microsoft Words propensity for auto-correct.

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It's fine this way, such a deepness in this write.
I really enjoyed this write. I loved the last stanza.
Makes one think of what they have, how they should cherish it.
Nicely done & expressed.

Posted 10 Years Ago

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Kenny Alby
Kenny Alby

Lincoln, NE

I'm supposedly human. Anarcho-poet. Her infinite power helping oppressed people. I also write the occasional sappy flowery crap. Fantasy and other things, too. more..