"opera" ."your playing opera again"
she kicks off her heels
tosses the car keys on the antique
coffee table
falls backward on the white leather
couch....
"yes Ms Daae....."
I look up from Conrads book
over the glasses
the reading lamp
gleams off her
Danish genes
..
"will I always just be your
Christine?" soft
petulant...wanting..
"no...not just....the liberty
of imparting persona's
is mere intellectual sleight

Us & Jesus

Where have you been?
I missed our time here
when we will all gather
to fulfill our writing desire.

The silence stretched too long.
The waiting, a real torture.
Are you well, my dear friends?
Sometimes I do wonder.

There is an emptiness,
I can't explain.
I hope you will recover
if you are in pain.

The candlelight in my heart
has been snuffed out
and the looming darkness that comes,
makes me want to shout.

PALOR
there is no going back ;
there is only rushing forward
I look behind and see beyond horizons
worn by Time’s passing tears,
now filled with shadows who
shared a lifetime…..
colorless specters in refraction,

A One Eyed Gopher In A Cactus Patch

Leaves fall
Unendurable pleasure
Indefinitely prolonged

Every moment is precious

Eros

heroin
Sex
A cup of tea
That"s a satori

Guy

Sifted As Wheat

There was a maiden loved a youth
and he was handsome (tell the truth)
a gnarled dwarf.
A sailor proud of fortune keen
his dwelling was indeed serene
(beneath a wharf).

She pined for him so many years
her friends said 'twill all end in tears;
poor Annabelle.
At last he came one summer's night
but she awoke in such a fright,
he tripped and fell.

Repeat aphorisms
Manipulate all the schisms
Views filtered by prisms

The wind alone
will always whistle
the way it used to do
when you were with me
along the blowing wind
simply whistling
we two

No one like me
will ever love you
now, you have no clue
ingrain my name
on the gifted stone
pay later in heaven
all will need
more love here too
a vaster wilderness