poetry
in the land of lystrygones
modern castaway i am travelling with seven tourist virgins
to Ithaca the island of such Homeric fame
blind the storm winds blind the moist rain
blind also I am a naval Tiresias
from long life wasted in the lands of cyclops and lystrigones
returning sweet is my return before the dawn enters
sand is smooth hearing the sea absorbing all her [...]
tired of being a bullet
I’m tired of being a bullet
I wanna be a butterfly.
I’m tired of trying to hit targets
I wanna float
meander
get there when I get there
stop for snacks
pull over and take a nap
absorb the local color
check out some flowers
see the sights.
I’m tired of aim and speed and straight lines
I wanna let the wind take me where it takes [...]
Two Kores ( two girls)
you are veiling
my wind
pale voice still
of your unknown hill tops
movements and breezes
and summertime kisses
you stand and you hide your smile
your mona lisa pride
i touched your skin the other night
not by design just simple desire
in the white secret bay
my eyes have seen you lay
i paint your lines
in my trembling mind wishing your touch
and make you mine
the [...]
Ceremony of Alpha
Knowing only the poverty of vision I possess I enter the august lent and sinuous realm of virginity to write in the shade of wood with Masonic Grecian light of the tranquillitythat glows in the clear azure atmosphere into waves and splendour of salty breeze wind words have the murmur of groves and of living waters and of [...]
Love and Hate
On yonder paths our hearts did swell;
The livelihood of our own hell.
Simplicity of God’s good will;
Sweetness in song sounds so shrill.
With every smile you gave to me,
It’s easier for them to see,
Nothing more than loneliness
Is what beseeched me to say “yes”.
Another dawn, my eyes ajar,
I shiver, partly; troubles and scars.
My dreams, so real, like infant’s [...]
The Quiet Noise
Quietly the noise arrives
surrounding me
above, behind and below.
Slowly it moves without warning and gently
wraps its arms around me.
Although unseen and unknown, I recognize its face.
My heart welcomes the visitor
and without hesitation my spirit drinks
replenishing my soul.
Forever leaving its imprint, it flies away.
The Feeling of Love and Regret
Distance weeps between our love;
A separation spawned from above.
Distain that drips from eye to cheek,
My heart in whisper promised to seek.
Seconds creep as sand does drip
And others’ melancholy smiles do sip;
Surrounded by brews to beat our hearts.
My blemished mind will not depart!
A fiery glow that seeks to find
Another sweet and blameless mind,
Yet happiness wilts without [...]
Requiem
A Zen inspired poem.
Even He
even he of the seldom sun
must break the pattern of tiger
to map inwardly the climb towards
the forgotten bottom of stars
if i singular last of beginnings
shall speak without speech
embrace without arms challenge
the nectar in the brain
marked with conspiracy there
atoms there universes perform in the habit
of my construct spectrum tiger-free
finally silhouette pirouetting pain
My Broken Heart
As a fool I should
Know not to fall in
Love. It’s been this way
Before. I have loved
Before. Familiar.
It was to me, so
Familiar. As
A loving hatred
Spawns between. It’s here,
The echo of our fears,
So long ago, so
Innocent. Worn out
Stains, they remain. All
The time seeping through
The threads that bind our
Hearts. Poisoned by the
Ink that closed the deal.
This is sacrifice
Shamed [...]
