Mount Olympus weeps
Rain driven days and heartache
Storm clouds gathering.
*Jitters*Jitters in air tonight
Fear surrounds, like a blight
Cannot see, mist came down
Laughter echoes, ghostly sound.
Following footsteps just ahead
Muted light from street lamp shed
Fear grips tight, walk alone
Chattering teeth, soon be home.
Firelight's glow, it will greet
Comfortable couch take a seat
Welcomed by my faithful hound
Wagging tail, thumping sound.
Safe from elements fear all gone
Listening to favourite song
Curtains closed against mist
Doorbell rings, I do resist.
*Weary Moments*Umbrella useless
Falling tears disguised by rain
*Crystal Silence*Early hours, quiet world
Thoughts crystal clear in silence
All seems possible.
*Luminous*A moment of ecstacy
Together in far off realm
Un moment d'extase
Ensemble dans le lointain royaume
Echo within frozen mind
Reminder, cold love.
Cold love like iceberg
Permeated every breath
Frozen ice maiden.
*Rocket*He looked and kissed me
Rocketed into orbit
Falling back to earth.
*Gothic Moment*Garnet eyes looked
Time and life slipped away
Logical thought gone.
Haikus from the moon
Sad grin on the moon
Steaming ruins on Earth's surface
This world is dying -
Sourire triste sur la lune
Des ruines fumantes sur la surface de la Terre
Ce monde se meurt -
Lighted by the stars
How impatient Nature is -
A camellia blooms
Éclairé par les étoiles
La Nature est si impatiente -
Un camélia éclos
Cold tears falling down,
In front of her mother's grave
Even time has stopped
De froides larmes qui tombent,
Devant la tombe de sa mère
Même le temps s'est arrêté
AcheA chink of gold held her tooth together. If she applied pressure she felt the sharp blades dig into her tender gums. If she probed it with her tongue, curious or absent minded it elicited the same bark of pain but she continued to do it nonetheless, convinced that the right amount of pressure could stop the pain.
The tooth fell out.
Boulevard of Lost HopeThere's nothing
in these pockets,
but a five dollar bill,
and a half pint of whiskey
in a crumpled up
Got a wife beater on,
carpenter style Dickies,
and my cap
is turned back.
Sitting on a road side bench
watching cars on the fast track
The boulevard of lost hope,
broken glass and ill repute.
Cast in concrete
like a mold for the forge.
I grew up
not far from here.
I came to celebrate life changers
and wake up calls.
Sold my dreams
even in the worst of places
the world seems brighter
SenselessI've lost the power of speech,
become the dumbest of beasts.
I've been robbed of my senses,
stripped of all my defences.
Your exercise of bewitching touch
leaves me incapable even of remembering my name.
Your witchcraft has undone so much,
still you refuse to shoulder the blame.
There's so much for me to learn anew,
can I hope to learn it all from you?
Still-life.The best of my paintings:
the hum of
a sad piano,
a morning cigarette,
and a graveside angel;
all I ever wanted.
crown me with bonescrown me with bones
and draw the unspoken words out of my throat -
rip the promises to shreds
sew my lips shut
and keep my voice
in a box made of your saccharine lies
open my ribs and tear out my heart;
drown it in formaldehyde-laced ash
and scatter it under the moon's blessing
carve out my shoulders
and slough off my flesh
trace the maroon rivers of my blood with iron and steel
draw out my soul and crush it to dust
and may it rot
before dawn comes.
the beauty's in the leavingRead aloud here.
sweetheart, let's head out. let's
drink up the desert asphalt and that last bottle
of johnny walker blue--
one last toast to the copper sunsets,
to the good earth. a pair of
tailgate stargazers, you and i:
roaming curves across the glove compartment map, until
every foldline is worn flannel-soft
and it'd rather stay open
let's forget route sixty-six. let's forget
and pick up terra cotta dust--
breathe in the mojave. let's pretend
that the world's already ended
and it's just us.
let's leave the door unlocked
Sans titre...Avec vous,
Je redeviens enfin moi.
Quand toutes nos ombres se couchent
De ton doigt de fumée tu me touches
le brin d'herbe...
et le creux de la bouche.
Lève moi maintenant.Tire moi de ma couche.
Quand le soleil se lève,la Lune se couche,
De ton torrent embrasé tu me touches
et le creux de la bouche.
Brise moi maintenant.Jette moi sur ma couche.
Je ne serai jamais moi.