Poetry
Poetry 1996-98
What fun to look back and see,
The angsty me I used to be.
- Sweet Rose
- Brats
- Fall Back
- Thought
- Burning the Script
- Searching
- Time Stops
- Constellations
- We Stepped Off A Cliff Last Night
- Seeking
- Prom Poem
- Sensation
- Serendipitous Summer
- 60mph
- Living
- As Sensation Returns -or- Ode to Oral Surgery
- Roller Girl
- Four
- Lost
- Candle
- Why
- Bitter Prayer
- Future
- Through Thick & Thin
Sweet Rose
"Man, are you high?"
Yes!
High off life,
off life and off love.
Off love, in love, for
Mine mind's eye
Doth not lie
Mine heart's sight
Doth see right,
Yet how can this I say to you,
For I knoweth not how to woo?
Brats
Unapreciative little brats,
We were,
Lying on the couch,
Yelling. Screaming,
"Food!" "Juice!" and "Done!"
And Him
The divorced father,
Running. Running
To and Fro,
Unmindful of what he was doing.
Doing to himself,
and us
Fall Back
Another hour gained tonight
Another hour gained to write
Time within which to contemplate
Why does this clock my life arbitrate?
Thought
Nothing is more blinding at night
Than a fluorescent light
Nothing makes it harder to hear
Than a noise in one's ear
Nothing makes it hader to think
Than thought
Burning the Script
Why must I play this game,
Which society imposes on me?
With rules so excruciatingly lame,
I must, I must break free!
I defy the blah-ish norm!
For I'm no actor bound to script.
I exit stage, I'll not perform,
But I'll have her lest mine heart be ript.
Searching
Searching for something to seek
Mine mind doth grow weak
For it yearns to go on
But my heart won't come along
Searching for something to seek
Time Stops
Focused on the future
The present blows by
A scent on the breeze
A cloud in the sky.
Goodness and evil
Darkness and light
What to me is sacred
Wrongness or right?
Spiraling onwards
Upwards and down
How long will it be
'Till I hit the ground?
Chronos' hourglass
Sand sifting away
Heralding
The end of my stay
Time stops
She smiles
Salvaged soul
Constellations
No longer are the stars
Just random beads of light
That shine ever so bright
In moonless skies at night.
The figures of the firmament:
She has opened that ancient door
Built by shepherds in days of yore
How could I not have seen before
Last night I saw a shooting star
And wondered who else but I
Followed its path across the sky
And made a wish as it did fly?
We Stepped Off A Cliff Last Night
She led me blindly to the ledge,
And I fell from the height.
She reached over the edge,
And grasped my hand with all her might.
She pulled me up, gave me a kiss
And said she would teach me to fly,
Then pushed me back into the dark abyss,
Plummeting down I cried, "Why, why, why, why?"
Seeing her grave mistake
And knowing that my heart would surely break
She leapt into the sky,
Caught me, and now together we two fly.
I cannot beleive she let me fall!
This time making no move at all,
To rescue me from deadly harm,
But as they say, 3rd time's the charm:
A gust of wind blew strong and warm,
And on that breeze his heart
Flew away with her soul.
Seeking
Seeking to find the highest height, I sight
A shooting star and wish to soar, before
Burning blood has boiled over, fever
Intoxicating desire, fire
Whispering frantically in mine ear, yet fear
Restrains mine actions, holds them in, within
Myself and soul I seek feeling, starting
Again re-learning how to fly, just die
I thought upon hitting hard ground, but found
Myself standing on eager feet, to meet
Someone new I certainly will, to fill
An empty void she's left and gone, alone
I shall not remain
In pain
Again.
Prom Poem
She soothed
My mind
Singing soft
Words which
Spun sweet
Starry circles
Forming forever
Melodic memories
Sensation
Devour with eyes,
gaze with fingers
caress with lips
so sweet
so stunning
so soft
Serendipitous Summer
Swoon so sweet
Sunny summer
Sky symphony
Relax release
Relenquish
Rigidity
Live lazy
Let life lead
Fate finds fortune
60mph
Driving home
a mile-a-minute tear
trickled down
and got caught
in my beard
suspending forever
the memory of that sad day
we each went our own way
Living
Let go lean back
Let fate keep track
Release from fear
Re-learn to hear
My pain is gone
My faith grows strong
I will survive
I feel alive
As Sensation Returns
-or-
Ode to Oral Surgery Gone Wrong
Tingle tingle tingle…
I won't stay numb
I've felt before
The feeling will come
It's returning now
First comes the pain
I'll bear it somehow
Ever so tender
O so sensitive
A re-born member
Now this is what I miss
It's coming back now
That bitter sweet bliss
Tingle tingle tingle…
Now I live with the mere memory
Of what it's like to not feel, yet still be
Roller Girl
Goddess of the movie
Though I am not worthy
I looked into your eyes
Saw life devoid of lies
And asked myself today
If there could be a way
For lowly me to say
I'm infatuated
Yet content unsated
Four
Sweet ignorance and bliss walk hand in hand
And though I do hold truth to be most grand
It would have been nice to not understand,
To fail to logically make foul four
Where two and two lived peacefully before.
Candle
The candle's fading flame
Still illuminates her face,
Though it is half-drowned
In its own wax.
Lost
What should I do?
What should I say?
I will get over you
someday…
Why
For who
do you do
the things you do?
Do you do
the things you do
for you?
Or do you do
the things you do
to rue?
Bitter Prayer
dedicated to:
'she whose passion likened unto that
of a dead fish', hey, it was better than
nothing.
To have cavorted with carnality,
Thus dissolving divine purity.
Lust was my sin and her dear virtue pride,
Behind a pious mask she'd hide.
With my life she fucking toyed,
Leaving an insatiable void.
The only peace that will be found
Is six feet under hallowed ground,
And if I die before I wake,
I pray the Devil my soul to take,
But if tomorrow I do arise,
I'll scream my angst unto the skies
And bid that god bring my demise
Leaving this world of truthless lies
To those of greater faith than I's
Future
The future, most uncertain
what hides behind the curtain
of time? Nothing but pain
for hopelessness rules again.
Through Thick & Thin
Through thick and thin
Thought rules again
Though love is far
A distant star
I trust in fate
So here I wait
These words are lies
All rot and flies
For fate lacks proof
Rings not of truth
So how can we
Find faith to see
The way to go,
I do not know
Through thick and thin
Begin again