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Quandary
I wasn’t even Alive when You started placing before Me Those conundrums Which captivated My real self And forced me To blame storm a different Set of people Because I did not know The meanings And I did not get the … Continue reading
Crisis
There’s so much more I could do. If I could Scatter the seconds Like the grains of sand If the minutes would pass Like a ray of light Passing through a prism Breaking into Those seven colours Lighting every corner … Continue reading
Downfall
His spirit hovered On the edge of doom And before his eyes Were a couple of books? And his favourite illustration hanging in a frame He looked outside the window And saw Children on their way And the winter cascade … Continue reading
Puerile but Virile
Sometimes we have to do things we can hardly undo for in life we may have to learn and sometimes to be mean and stern This life has made us puerile totterers and we are like toss-coins in the hand … Continue reading
My Eternal Valentina
(For my beloved) I may not have the word to build a beautiful world but I have a robust expression beyond a cracking repression I may not have the wealth to create an haling health but I have a gentle … Continue reading
On the mountain
We pitch our love against the height of the soaring mountain and we see the base of our ascent We measure our love with the depth of the bottomless valley and we see a container that never gets full We … Continue reading
And Love a Man’s Sins
“Loving his innocence was my first sin.” Fires, Margaret Yourcenar This isn’t virtuous, only human: purple veins in pale thighs or darker ruddiness in deep plum. The depths…the going down… & it’s still a trapeze act, not sure of swings, … Continue reading
Tired Towns
Towns of little commerce near to being ghostly But for the cheer struck as a match During the blackout of some storm… Harmless, love, there is no great harm In the bars to combat boredom or The occasional darker stumbling … Continue reading
Aria
The silence stops & orchestration pours in – “Rosebud, Rosebud” – glass paperweight in my fingers. It smashes & fragments disband… I know these shards, these petals, Licking the crystal, the scents Of each… Some voice enters, song sweeping strong, … Continue reading
Conditional Ambition
If commoners had been crowned And enthroned from the walls of prison And they became the talk of nations And perhaps went on the journey of every man And the earth quacked and sobbed from Guinea To the arctic, and … Continue reading
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