Category Archives: Poetry
THE mask you see
gently just for thee
where once tender
fingers touched
and pale face
once adorn…
It has no eyes
save the ones
— of your soul
And if some tears
— it could shed
oceans it would fill
Such a love it has
for your porcelain skin
::01-21-2014::
29.643407
-98.500595
Leave a comment | tags: #drama, #hidden, #mask, #plasticity, #poet, #poetry, #psychology, #roles, #self, #sociology, #writer, #writing | posted in Poetry
I SAW a madman just today
in unison we waved
— across the way
Such a friend is he
his shadow fits
— so perfectly into me
And in the mirror
we smile together
and return to writing
upon a cloud of custard pie
— a sprinkling of words
and chocolate pudding
::01-21-2014::
29.643187
-98.500687
Leave a comment | tags: #ambivert, #eccentric, #extrovert, #introvert, #madman, #poet, #poetry, #psychology, #the edge, #writer, #writing | posted in Poetry
A SLUMBERING breeze blows
beyond clambering hills
and conjures a song
So somber from trees
Beneath…
Crystal silence sings
a painful burning flesh
and threads in dreams
devouring numbing stings
So stiff the twilight
that constricts my throat
I muffle a yawning cry
from dawning fright
The moon…
Lay pale in listless shroud
and death is no wonder
In varnished white clouds
comes rumbless thunder
Never a stretch in mind
Oh, fiery blood, crackle bone
Only limb, neck and hair
Sharp fangs– a soulless moan
And you…
Forgive me, for I am cannibal
so romantic and tragic is my tail
Slaying both human and animal
always beneath a moonlight pale
I am the shadow
Beneath your footfalls
and dark cold light within
In tearless eyes of yellow
My hunger screams for you
In your dreams
I come, nimble and serene
Prancing first for smell
toward scents you resemble
and within your morbid dreams
I will always scream for you
:: ancient ::
Leave a comment | tags: #darkness, #death, #Deep South, #evil, #horror, #macabre, #moon, #night, #poet, #poetry, #stench, #victorian, #writer, #writers, #writing | posted in Death, Eternity, Horror, Pain, Paranormal, Poetry, Sorrow
WE are part of
indeed part in
life and love
pain and sorrow…
Leave no stone
unstepped —
no heart untouched
daylight afire
nighttime desire
::01-18-2014::
Leave a comment | tags: #life, #love, #poet, #poety, #romance | posted in Love, Poetry
THE dance began with a smile
tempered joy-tickled heart
we knew the feelings teasingly
— fought the flood passion-lay
to no avail so we set our sails
and off we sailed into our dreams
::01-19-2014::
Leave a comment | tags: #dance, #love, #poet, #poetry, #romance, #writer, #writing | posted in Love, Poetry
MY road I’ve trampled
a dusty forlorn mistress
twisting winding wishing
burning rubber
— upon her curves
a wreckage I am missing
a crashing
— through the guardrail
slowly am I falling
toward the heap
of twisting metal
toward the graveyard
of the ghosts
of boyfriends-past
::01-20-2104
Leave a comment | tags: #crash, #dead end, #death, #loss, #love, #passion, #poet, #poetry, #road | posted in Death, Love, Poetry
THE dream awoke within my life
to me it tenderly spoke —
whispery sound a murmur
— a feather-fell
to you I come to feel as real
a dust-sleep dream to life
no life in such a murky realm
for living has its needs
and dreams provide the seeds
::01-20-2014::
Leave a comment | tags: #dream, #dreaming, #love, #poet, #poetry, #writer, #writing | posted in Dreams, Love, Poetry
WHILE on a walk
through my forest
across a bridge
of ancient wood
I chanced to stumble
upon a treasure
a heart shaped
piece of puzzle
— a figural
’twas the last
of what I wanted
to touch the love
I so much needed
it’s shape and color
perfectly fit
— interlocking
then I sat upon a log
thunder struck
by the beauty
— of it all
::01-20-2014::
Leave a comment | tags: #forest, #heart, #heart shaped, #lonely, #love, #passion, #piece, #poet, #poetry, #puzzle, #walk, #writer, #writing | posted in Love, Poetry
I COUGHED and caught
myself
— between a time
where sense and sight
betrayed
my common sense
A void myself I disavow
the space a cube
was less the warmth
a winter brings…
A sneeze relieved
my mystic trance
and the day
— resumed I
::01-19-2014::
29.643444
-98.500539
4 Comments | tags: #death, #metaphysical, #mystic, #perception, #poet, #poetry, #reality, #space, #time | posted in Eternity, Mind, Poetry
LOVE was mine
less the pain
within a puddle
— the day it rained
it drowned
in capsized fashion
Humid weather
was no warning
though the black seam
— of the cloud
severely spoke
of a coming storm
::01-18-2104::
29.643370
-98.500671
Leave a comment | tags: #drown, #heart broken, #loss, #love, #poet, #poetry, #separation, #writer, #writing | posted in Love, Pain, Poetry, Sorrow
You must be logged in to post a comment.