THE hammer or the anvil?
Some would say
the hammer
but I know the better
as in life
that lived I
the anvil so solid
and life a frail arc
falling upon it’s dreams
Oh! Life, that severe beating!
:: 01-32-2014 ::
rev: 10-30-2014
THE HAMMER OR ANVIL
FIVE POEMS – IV
Such wind blows my love, upon your dreams
that flower of fields once knew bright warmth.
And now the grasp of pain so coldly sweeps
upon frozen tears — pain hurts the soul!
I should say come away! Away from sorrow…
but the gate between fate and me is locked.
Should i find that eternal key it be your heart!
:: 02-08–2014 ::
rev: 10-30-2014
I CANNOT PULL MYSELF TOGETHER
i cannot pull myself
together
u n t i l
i have complete ly
f a
l
l
e
n
a p art
:: 10-28-2014 ::
AND THE LONELY ARE ONE ARMY
AND the lonely
are one army!
We shall fight
to the end
for all love!
Against evil,
and soldiers
of hate and fear,
the victor, us!
Our spoils
nothing more
than love
and peace!
This ends war!
:: 10-28-2014 ::
L I F E
“I AM shores
eating you”
said the waves.
“And I am life,
ebbing you!”
said God.
I am ME,
said soul!
Building
dreams by
sandcastles
upon my shore!
Is simply LIFE!
:: 10-28-2014 ::
HOPE IS A FOREST
“i am ugly but i dream”
said the toad.
“And I am wings,
but just butterfly”
said the forest princess.
And the dream with wings
flew toward the morning glory,
and all her dew;
and nothing could deny
the forest bloomed
in a marriage of
hope and despair!
:: 10-28-2014 :
SOUP AND THREAD
THERE’S a golden thread
within my noodles,
and needle-head too!
I have yet to find a soup
to stitch a flavored soul.
My spirit-favored lover
where is my spoon?
“Over here,
within my heart!”
ET INDE HUC (From There to Here)
FRIEND: And where are you from?
ME: I’m from another place far away,
which no one can visit from here.
FRIEND: How is that?
ME: Do you believe in time travel?
:: /\::
LOVE MISCARRIAG-ED!
MY lost, my little life!
Before sunrise
a death sat __
my belly once full
now defeated!
A cruel birth.
Me: an invisible
mother whose
swollen hearts
ache to feed!
Your mouth —
my heart,
I wish to feed,
but only bleed!
:: 10-28-2014 ::
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