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At The Edge
assign to life to sow and die
they seed with wanton glee
the long and fertile loamy furrows
His will to plant the dragon teeth
to live, to grow to thrive so strong
fated to slaughter and cull his brothers
they scream with righteous rage
not knowing why or how they grew
the meaningless white anger
uncoiling like fireworks within
hitting nerves numbing their hearts
turning them into killing machines
the desert floods with liquid magenta
the dirges congregates on thin air
mingle in poignant sadness and fades
leaving nothing...
they seed with wanton glee
the long and fertile loamy furrows
His will to plant the dragon teeth
to live, to grow to thrive so strong
fated to slaughter and cull his brothers
they scream with righteous rage
not knowing why or how they grew
the meaningless white anger
uncoiling like fireworks within
hitting nerves numbing their hearts
turning them into killing machines
the desert floods with liquid magenta
the dirges congregates on thin air
mingle in poignant sadness and fades
leaving nothing...
36 reads
4 Comments
Gecko on the Wall
a constant look, a peek
a glance at him
much beloved sleeping
smile on his lips
evoking a wrinkled grimace
on her once lovely face
glass wall surrounding
the sky peeking in blue
as tranquil as new Eden
lights dancing on mirrors
vines clinging on gigantic trees
clutching in morbid jealousy
she prowls on like a leopard
bound on terra firma
no good, not happy
she wants to scratch his face
mark him as hers
no more like a tiger caged
his easy laughter annoys
drives her up the wall ...
a glance at him
much beloved sleeping
smile on his lips
evoking a wrinkled grimace
on her once lovely face
glass wall surrounding
the sky peeking in blue
as tranquil as new Eden
lights dancing on mirrors
vines clinging on gigantic trees
clutching in morbid jealousy
she prowls on like a leopard
bound on terra firma
no good, not happy
she wants to scratch his face
mark him as hers
no more like a tiger caged
his easy laughter annoys
drives her up the wall ...
38 reads
7 Comments
Wistful Moments
dreamy allure of evening mists
gathering darkness in shadow play
flitting shades of amber
Remnants of the day gone by
softness sweetly pervades her senses
the goosebumps on her arms
the curl of her painted toes
answer her smoldering eyes
low sighs swallowing swollen lips
fingers folding white sheets
thunder rumbles in the distant
lightning strikes fast and deep
waves crashing on remembered shore
entangled memories finely woven
see the calming of the ocean
for a while within contained.
gathering darkness in shadow play
flitting shades of amber
Remnants of the day gone by
softness sweetly pervades her senses
the goosebumps on her arms
the curl of her painted toes
answer her smoldering eyes
low sighs swallowing swollen lips
fingers folding white sheets
thunder rumbles in the distant
lightning strikes fast and deep
waves crashing on remembered shore
entangled memories finely woven
see the calming of the ocean
for a while within contained.
116 reads
8 Comments
Romance and A Song
memories folded within a fragrance
almost forgotten like lovers first kiss
embraces tight remembered so well
A song repeated romancing her heart
black tears in remembrance of when
romantic words spoken love's bouquet
evoked restless needs yet unmet
melting the khol around her eyes
the song went on, lover's dance
no romance tonight a memory whispered
no slow dance against glittery curtains
no cigarettes shared with the wan moon
Folded on warm sheets embracing loneliness
she spiraled out into dreamland
walking hand in hand...
almost forgotten like lovers first kiss
embraces tight remembered so well
A song repeated romancing her heart
black tears in remembrance of when
romantic words spoken love's bouquet
evoked restless needs yet unmet
melting the khol around her eyes
the song went on, lover's dance
no romance tonight a memory whispered
no slow dance against glittery curtains
no cigarettes shared with the wan moon
Folded on warm sheets embracing loneliness
she spiraled out into dreamland
walking hand in hand...
51 reads
16 Comments
Knights Passing Through
her heart sighs for one as he
who caresses with gentle passion
gallant like a prince of fairy tales
with eyes of love filling his eyes
passion be as passion does
was, is, will be and forever
like dusts disappearing in the sands
seeping deep like falling rain
he is just passing through
please excuse me, he says
tucking in his pristine shirt
walking out with his depleted tool
she walks on red high heels
breasts pert, hard and pointy
eyes sad, veiled in cunning
falling in love with the next one
there is a tidy...
who caresses with gentle passion
gallant like a prince of fairy tales
with eyes of love filling his eyes
passion be as passion does
was, is, will be and forever
like dusts disappearing in the sands
seeping deep like falling rain
he is just passing through
please excuse me, he says
tucking in his pristine shirt
walking out with his depleted tool
she walks on red high heels
breasts pert, hard and pointy
eyes sad, veiled in cunning
falling in love with the next one
there is a tidy...
141 reads
7 Comments
The Golden Fig Leaf
Softness, a caress spoken
by words whispered
like rain on greens
of elysian fields
touches of lips
like balmy air
blowing gentle on listening ears
shaken the blooms
they fall as confetti
on hearts as one
with the souls entwined
palm trees in empathy sway
on distant shore, moans
as breeze brushes through
they wake under idyllic glows
of setting and rising suns
amber glowing within their hearts
hopes blown on by signs
shown on golden leaves
of old sorcerer’s books
ancient love...
by words whispered
like rain on greens
of elysian fields
touches of lips
like balmy air
blowing gentle on listening ears
shaken the blooms
they fall as confetti
on hearts as one
with the souls entwined
palm trees in empathy sway
on distant shore, moans
as breeze brushes through
they wake under idyllic glows
of setting and rising suns
amber glowing within their hearts
hopes blown on by signs
shown on golden leaves
of old sorcerer’s books
ancient love...
140 reads
8 Comments
They March On
Fireworks and sounds of silence
deaf to cries, silent tears
they march on unheeding
of exploding earth, and bursting skies
phantoms speak and whisper fear
as they sleep on narrow beds
they shoot without guns
capturing, immortalising scenes
frozen faces with dead grins
forever caught in half wave
soon flesh to be picked from the ground
and they march on
mothers with screaming faces
children sweet babies
tattered and torn on the ground
empty faces of new orphans
babies ripped from the womb
their...
deaf to cries, silent tears
they march on unheeding
of exploding earth, and bursting skies
phantoms speak and whisper fear
as they sleep on narrow beds
they shoot without guns
capturing, immortalising scenes
frozen faces with dead grins
forever caught in half wave
soon flesh to be picked from the ground
and they march on
mothers with screaming faces
children sweet babies
tattered and torn on the ground
empty faces of new orphans
babies ripped from the womb
their...
58 reads
6 Comments
O Captain! My Captain!
Feeding the buzz on stillness
get up on stages of living
look out further than the shadows
of their aristrocratic noses
Call me O captain! My captain!
I lead you yet not
read me within a master poet's
pain made immortal
His heart bled for others
as he stumbled on the deck
steering on stormy seas
deep within himself
Never getting his sea legs
loving his roles
clown and pauper
Lover, father or prisoner
his last role was for himself
an exit stage left
he has left the building
hear...
get up on stages of living
look out further than the shadows
of their aristrocratic noses
Call me O captain! My captain!
I lead you yet not
read me within a master poet's
pain made immortal
His heart bled for others
as he stumbled on the deck
steering on stormy seas
deep within himself
Never getting his sea legs
loving his roles
clown and pauper
Lover, father or prisoner
his last role was for himself
an exit stage left
he has left the building
hear...
70 reads
15 Comments
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