Friday, July 23, 2010
Lonely Blues
My head is full of dew
And sprinkles of the night.
I wait the break of dawn,
Shadows to fade away.
I fear the night
These thoughts upon my head.
Loneliness is so cruel
Like an inward ailment
Causing my lips to speak
While I'm asleep.
I rest but my soul is full awake
Chasing off into the night
Returns empty to the morn.
I am sick in love so strong;
She belongs to me,
I belong to her
We belong together
For all eternity.
-------Love is an addiction sequestered in the heart demanding satisfaction------
And sprinkles of the night.
I wait the break of dawn,
Shadows to fade away.
I fear the night
These thoughts upon my head.
Loneliness is so cruel
Like an inward ailment
Causing my lips to speak
While I'm asleep.
I rest but my soul is full awake
Chasing off into the night
Returns empty to the morn.
I am sick in love so strong;
She belongs to me,
I belong to her
We belong together
For all eternity.
-------Love is an addiction sequestered in the heart demanding satisfaction------
Unforgiving Woman
The night is quiet
And will not be disturbed
A poet sits by a flickering fire
Warming his weary bones.
He is out of the way of the wind,
Locked securely
In his gloom.
In his tired mind,
The refusing woman.
A slim form before him,
He offers her a heart
From a weak will
Which she has crushed.
Estranged forever secure,
Devices of a woman of the world,
Molding his life
To snug her budget.
There is nothing left
But a empty sky
In his eyes.
And will not be disturbed
A poet sits by a flickering fire
Warming his weary bones.
He is out of the way of the wind,
Locked securely
In his gloom.
In his tired mind,
The refusing woman.
A slim form before him,
He offers her a heart
From a weak will
Which she has crushed.
Estranged forever secure,
Devices of a woman of the world,
Molding his life
To snug her budget.
There is nothing left
But a empty sky
In his eyes.
Thursday, July 15, 2010
Wednesday, July 14, 2010
Hard to Describe
She is hard to describe and worse to explain,
Like blue between clouds above the baked earth
And rapidly approaching, a solid gray overcast sky.
Pattering raindrops; legible tear drops: floods of emotion,
Reflect her moods
Like tree roots clutching the ground.
She is well centered on self,
Understands me only when I hold her
And treat her
Like she wants me to.
Sacred jealousies set the stage
From twarded loves and broken dreams.
She can't censor herself and cries when she wants to,
Clutching me Into submission.
Like blue between clouds above the baked earth
And rapidly approaching, a solid gray overcast sky.
Pattering raindrops; legible tear drops: floods of emotion,
Reflect her moods
Like tree roots clutching the ground.
She is well centered on self,
Understands me only when I hold her
And treat her
Like she wants me to.
Sacred jealousies set the stage
From twarded loves and broken dreams.
She can't censor herself and cries when she wants to,
Clutching me Into submission.
End of the Month Meeting
The domineering woman with a powerful voice
Is already up to shush me
Into a cloud of numbness.
I am sickly green
Like struck down by a truck
Shrunk down in my seat barely human,
Anger welling up,
Sweat drops down my face.
I got stuff out of my system;
Incomprehensible things in a hissing tone.
I just did it and paid the price,
Now I'm silent and sullen as a flat tire.
The almost invisible me
Saying stupid things in order to be accepted
While earning a little coin,
Propelled to a dark silent world
Like a foul odor.
Is already up to shush me
Into a cloud of numbness.
I am sickly green
Like struck down by a truck
Shrunk down in my seat barely human,
Anger welling up,
Sweat drops down my face.
I got stuff out of my system;
Incomprehensible things in a hissing tone.
I just did it and paid the price,
Now I'm silent and sullen as a flat tire.
The almost invisible me
Saying stupid things in order to be accepted
While earning a little coin,
Propelled to a dark silent world
Like a foul odor.