The Poetry of Emotion
Waiting to be released from the ward, I play ping pong with Wesley. We are laughing, I keep missing the ball. I’m surprised at his patience with me. A social worker calls him away, when he returns he’s pale. I see him slide down against the wall, arms wrap around drawn-up knees. His head down,... Continue Reading →
You have the innocence – no doubt about it – and your beauty’s long been welcomed into the orbit of my eyes. And then there’s the simplicity – the deceptive kind, like with your docility (somewhat misleading)... Continue Reading →
Watching together as relatives, friends pass-on a few whisper, Ger’s kinder man now than used to be as invincible fellow teenager… Yesterday I eyed a weary woman housecleaner glancing tearily at tarnished bronze figurine which when we bought small cabin looked beyond woodsy expanse from front porch -- before my wife demanded ... Continue Reading →
I woke up early to see Life wriggle his waist Without feeling a twist. Everything was going As planned in no rush Unknown it was a brainwash. Before the arrival of noon I've been trapped in between A sancrosanct life and sin. My life became an oxymoron With the duo of joy and sadness Walking... Continue Reading →
Metallic silver skies shading the hour that’s come with an un-future day scrape the minutes together with copper dreams of tomorrow’s gold Oh don’t you see the folly of a thousand byes fading the night that came in my out of season grey escape the hours forever with the false dreams sold Oh can’t you... Continue Reading →
A ricocheting heart that disembarks passionless will inevitably decay. Secret-keeping has calcified my heart and for each scar there is a risk that I will never take, a life that I will never live, and a regret that will swallow me whole. Prolific, my tears have exceeded their worth. I, who am more conscious of... Continue Reading →
Something the blue teenager sold you left you high and dry, priceless, with the evil of forgotten meals. and your handcrafted tattoo. A thing that amounts to ceaseless rain by sleight of hand, the blue teenager sold you something: a cause for wonder, a good luck charm, as you loitered in the hall pursued your... Continue Reading →
1 I opened the door to my intimacy ajar, In the end, a tatter thrown to the road is left. A fable interesting to none, the secret in the service of the one who scares and enchants. 2 Lo for Algol smacked me at the birth The path of the past burst forth The path... Continue Reading →
A solitary gardener I was rendering the garden under my watchful eyes. Bones grew weary as the day strolls piecemeal. Like Adam's was there a helpmeet for me to make lighter heavy burden Her beauty transcends Belinda's and Her heart could drive nut the oceans. I'd let smile fly out of its nest: my mouth... Continue Reading →
