S. LIAM SPRADLIN - POEMS

​S. Liam Spradlin writes poetry and fiction. He has recently taken interest in writing poetry that goes beyond a hobby or pastime. His works have appeared in Scarlet Leaf Review, theSongis,Tuck, Degenerate Voices, Dissident Voice, Sequoyah Review and other journals and anthologies. He lives with his wife and published author Kim D. Bailey.

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Shore Contemplation 
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​My lips drown in
Burnt sand before
The crescent tides gather
My tired bones waiting
For the black feathered morning
To rescue me from my
Wet grave and carry me piece
By piece across the blue Paradise.

​When She Disappears 

​Midnight skin slips across
The naked balcony
Moon drops a curtain
Of light around her ankles
Falling  black curls
Hang like shadows curved
Around bare  breasts
Gently Madame Noche
Unfolds her snowflake bloom
While night angels carry the
Scent of lavender and arnica
waters across the cobblestone.
A raptured silhouette
On  balcony waiting
For the rustling off white poplars
To rescue the bitten light.
I stop to swallow the
Empty air. Beneath dissolving
Crescent  fine  gravel rain
Falls from the Iron wheels
In my mind . Although she
Has vanished . Tonight-
I felt I were him .