Two Poems 
 by Tasha / Petra Klein

... 
December

Not enough trust, you say
and we do not hear the storm
approaching, nor the insects
crawling through the dark.
Is it only in dreams that we are lovers?
My breasts remain buds
half open, burnt by frost.
Emptiness thrusts itself into me
bright as lightning in a pale sleep. 

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It's Just A Mood

The hours are foolish 
that I spend waiting
standing motionless

A white bloom
against the darkness
singing songs under the window 
that stares out into the night
like the eye of a hurt girl

Horse hoof thoughts flop
wearily through light dust

Last night I dreamt about death 
flying in
under the door

that's when the mood
started
sharp in the
hands parting lips

exquisite in the 
waiting

... 

Copyright © 2001 Tasha / Petra Klein. All Rights Reserved. May not be re-printed in any form without express written consent of the author. Do not copy or post.

Tasha / Petra Klein lives in the Chicago area. She is a receptionist for a retirement facility and a telecommunications business. She is inspired by the poetry of Anne Sexton, Jim Morrison & e.e. cummings. She has been published in numerous webzines including Conspire, 2River View, Snakeskin, The Melic Review, The Rose & Thorn, Gumball Poetry, Mentress Moon, Mind Caviar, The Green Tricycle, Mi Poesias, Poems Niederngasse, MindKites, Snow Monkey, 3rd Muse Poetry, New World Poetry, Southern Ocean Review, and more. Email Tashsa / Petra Klein.


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