my taint
through Eyes that betrayed me
To a loss more than ever
blue roses
Lilac streams and bougainvillea
The heart of jack
I played my ace
On a table that was rigged
With my defeat
From the start
2011
Friday, 6 May 2011
Darling
Within dreams lay
my taint
through Eyes that betrayed me
To a loss more than ever
blue roses
Lilac streams and bougainvillea
The heart of jack
I played my ace
On a table that was rigged
With my defeat
From the start
2011
my taint
through Eyes that betrayed me
To a loss more than ever
blue roses
Lilac streams and bougainvillea
The heart of jack
I played my ace
On a table that was rigged
With my defeat
From the start
2011
Lament of Smith
Are you sure that
Mr Smith.
Your life has been one of despair
But whose fault was that
to enter each instant unaware
blindness leads to tear drops
Well sir, in this hour
At this
even for the briefest of time
impregnate
each morsel of your existence
with hope
2010
Mr Smith.
Your life has been one of despair
But whose fault was that
to enter each instant unaware
blindness leads to tear drops
Well sir, in this hour
At this
even for the briefest of time
impregnate
each morsel of your existence
with hope
2010
A way to cope
A way to cope
With the dryness of the earth
Is in the search for water
A way to cope
With heartbreak on earth
Is to permit the tears
A way to cope
With the joys of the earth
Is in the giving
A way to cope
With the wonders of the earth
Is in the look of a star
2011
With the dryness of the earth
Is in the search for water
A way to cope
With heartbreak on earth
Is to permit the tears
A way to cope
With the joys of the earth
Is in the giving
A way to cope
With the wonders of the earth
Is in the look of a star
2011
Thursday, 21 April 2011
A sight of Scarlet
Boy, is this the sun
close your eyes
it shines through the Red
The wings have finally come
What, after the wait
We have earned, co-joined spurs
But, as in the dream
To where do we fly
2010
close your eyes
it shines through the Red
The wings have finally come
What, after the wait
We have earned, co-joined spurs
But, as in the dream
To where do we fly
2010
the thoughts today
Why are we having a joy-joy day
Because we sat and struggled with them thoughts today
So now one feels like rolling in hay
I now can sit and watch my monkey play
Why I am enjoying today
Because I seem somehow above the fray
Of beliefs that default and betray
My sad box has an empty tray
To whom do I owe this day
To the one gave me this gift of Clay
I would mould this treasure without having to pay
For the bliss of breathing everyday
2011
Because we sat and struggled with them thoughts today
So now one feels like rolling in hay
I now can sit and watch my monkey play
Why I am enjoying today
Because I seem somehow above the fray
Of beliefs that default and betray
My sad box has an empty tray
To whom do I owe this day
To the one gave me this gift of Clay
I would mould this treasure without having to pay
For the bliss of breathing everyday
2011
In the end
Hmmmm !! my man
How do you love your torture
On roasted cakes
With a touch of primrose
So she didn’t return the call
That you placed with your heart
Her silence stabs your hunger
She is simply not there.
2011
How do you love your torture
On roasted cakes
With a touch of primrose
So she didn’t return the call
That you placed with your heart
Her silence stabs your hunger
She is simply not there.
2011
An Aries Bumblebee
The ram female is full of spunk
The ram female, hard head
But, in Arian fashion, you never complied
To what was written, what was said
What do you seek in poetry instead
A beauty for the sensitive
crafted words for your uplift
a place where your gentleness can fit
Will the hunger that burns
from the burrows of your heart
find the time, to engrave itself
in the language of the sublime
2011
The ram female, hard head
But, in Arian fashion, you never complied
To what was written, what was said
What do you seek in poetry instead
A beauty for the sensitive
crafted words for your uplift
a place where your gentleness can fit
Will the hunger that burns
from the burrows of your heart
find the time, to engrave itself
in the language of the sublime
2011
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