I visited your house,
and its face
devoured by vines
left me desolate

I remembered
hurrying to live,
your hands
cracked,
they now lay
crumbled
to dust

The mysteries
scoring your face,
pitting the pores,
mimicking skin,
are now forever
closed in pine.

Suddenly beauty rose
in your wild garden,
and dragonflies
grazed my mind,
I silently conceded
with a sigh,

Hurtful words rip my heart,
with claws of sorrow
tearing both of us apart
casting love in shadow

Your name still haunts my soul
but its warmth is long -gone..
Beautiful memories unfold
turning into moments I mourn

Old dreams lying in tatters,
left me deprived of hope here
but I 'have promised myself
never again to shed a tear

For here stands a woman born free
who will not cower from Destiny
this is not the end of love
this is its new beginning

sardius sapphire
pummeled apostasy labrets
fray emptied scare-crow
repudiated carbuncle
vultures speak nude
sobriety ox bridge tablets
welcome my long lost friend
about the parched eight
game Theodore dry bare
century half full lull scar
horrific mortal reign, mortal white
careless of tongue steer evening star stir
so say it precarious
now that both say it
dressed before the black
turns into white
eight hours before
use this threnody
topic sentence unperturbed

Now a day’s
It’s not guys who have to display,
roses for their Valentines …

I have observed many a gal
offer chocolates to a boy
for a soft kiss in return
so as to their inner desires burn.

So we must rename it now
and
call it a Ballsinday
as gals will come forward to play
they’ll ask of the guys
their love to display

from top to toe
as the world turns
sexually metro…

In the providence of Quimbly
in the borough known as, Knob
there's a sky so blue, it stays blue day & night;

a starkly, neon, shadow is cast
as twilight becomes strong,
and each & every village lamp burns bright.

The mistwhips fly in circles
for they know their way around,
plus they're thrilled they get to do it once again;

the faeries arrive quite early
they'e best at cheering with no sound,
and the motion of their wings start up the wind.

I watch as you
glide into apathy’s arms,
and collapse
listless and wondering
in awe of emptiness.

As your hands lay open
mine are bound,
our words of hate
hang from barbed wire,
strung out, fluttering,
like the miles of fur
on a rabbit proof fence,
separating us forever.

We pass
into other lives
now as strangers,
when meeting,
our smiles freeze,
sharing the memory
of what our destruction
wrought.

Liberty
What does that mean to you?
Its very clear to me
I will not tug the lock, bow the head
nor will I bend the knee

My Country fought long and hard
simply to be free
Scottish steel could not be denied
but the golden glow of English coin
bought the Aristocracy

Traitors foul sold out their own
and thought us they could slaughter
but the Scottish man held no fear
for he fought for son and daughter

Darkness rose and rapped invite on morning's window
seeking self approval under naive linens

Lips which frosted in December's coldest winter
quiver truths betrayed before they hit the pillow

Bodies sex and promise suns shall set forever as
rays of lonely light come peaking through the keyhole

Remind faceless shadows how the day makes strangers

skimming through the lean
barren riches
alluvial cirrus
draining

drawn between the rising thighs
of distant pure clean sheets
the air much
thicker

damper
dripping
each nuance
glistens

the little waves
that beat against
the chest
of a tide
sullen
and wanton

iridescent blue
magnificent
swallows
voices
in its singing
shinning stars
upon an epoch
of night
like rain upon
an evening grave

I strolled a state park with a child,
felt young.
I helped a blind man cross the street,
felt good.
I crawled the floor with a baby,
felt innocent.

I marched alongside a soldier.
felt small.
I looked in the beggar's bowl,
felt vacant.
I swept the horizon
felt tiny.

I walked in the rain,
felt cloudy.
I looked at the rainbow
turned blind.
I saw a bird soar,
felt stuck.

I saw a corpse,
felt stupid

Between a bat of eyelids,
I was reborn.