RETSNOM
Lurking in the shadows
I am your terror.
Hiding under your bed
I am the dread inside your head.
Brewing dark dreams
I am your stifled scream.
I am your fear
Machete that will tear
you to pieces
Your blood to smear.
I am your torment
Shadows in the corner
Eyes darting
Evil-in-waiting.
I am your darkness.
I am your monster:
I
am
your
reflection.
******
the wordsmith
Thursday, February 2, 2012
Wednesday, January 11, 2012
whining
WHINING
Today, I am in a feral snit
I am not good, nor am I fit
I am in a grumpy state of mind
I am sore and should be left behind
I don't like my nose
I don't like my toes
I seethe at jokes
Or corny blokes
I hate my coarse and wrinkly hands
Even simple people I cannot stand
I pretty quibble and I am petty
And I hate meatballs in my spaghetti
I am so crappy and so disinterested
My thoughts are trifle. I can't stand corrected.
I am all so trivial and all so whiny
My vision is all so narrow and all so tiny
I am not the one you know so well
I just want to carp and grouse and yell
I don't think I want what I feel and see
So hit me hard and don't let me be.
Saturday, October 22, 2011
Coffee Soliloquy
COFFEE SOLILOQUY
To cafe-au-lait
Or to cafe latte?
To Cafe Colombiano
Or to cafe Americano?
That is the question.
Is it better to stay
Or down a frappe?
A hot mug to go
Or iced cappuccino?
Just plain consummation.
Do you have a Black Tie
Or prefer a Red Eye?
Do you like a Green Eye
Or just a Flat White?
The natural color of resolution
Would you pick the Irish
Rather than the English?
Hot tropical Jamaican
or vodka laced Russian?
From discovered countries or travellers choices.
Have extra cream on top
Or just plain decaf?
Unsugared milk coffee
Or sweet black coffee?
Just to ward the sleep, what dreams may come
Endless choices
coffee courses
Why would you macchiato
If there is an Affogato?
Coffee enterprises of great pith and moment
Fervent coffee wish:
To wake up, to not sleep;
And the mind becomes all awry
Empty cup in all its glory.
To be awake, perchance to daydream-
Ay, there's the rub.
10222011
******
chance
Chance
Reading
in a yellow dress
and a bright cardigan,
Green as her eyes
had become,
She lowered her book
and paused.
Lounging
in greige trousers,
a camel jacket,
and shirt in cordovan,
He stared
from the corners of his eyes
With a hint of a smile.
Book fell.
Both bent.
A moment passed
as eyes locked.
Smiles crossed,
and hearts rocked.
8172011
Wednesday, October 19, 2011
All Hallow's Evening
All Hallow's Evening
Full moon
Bloody moon
Crying loons
Headless goons
Howling wolves
Goblins, ghouls.
Sharp fangs
Death's pangs
Spiders' bite
Fangs' might
Vampire's kiss
Snake's hiss.
Bloody red
Bloody dead
Red lips
Dead lips
Red Blood
Dead blood.
Lonely shadows
Deathly gallows
Ghastly faces
Ghostly paces
There's a sad keening
This hallow's evening.
Monday, October 3, 2011
Saturday, October 1, 2011
The smile
If you could paint me
this morning,
leave me smiling
Because,
I want my mind
to freeze-frame
and reminisce:
our night-
how fiery it was
our embraces-
how tight they were
our kisses-
how ardent they were.
And through it all,
I want to remember:
all the sweetness
all the tenderness
all the traces
and nearness
of you.
09272011
If you could paint me
this morning,
leave me smiling
Because,
I want my mind
to freeze-frame
and reminisce:
our night-
how fiery it was
our embraces-
how tight they were
our kisses-
how ardent they were.
And through it all,
I want to remember:
all the sweetness
all the tenderness
all the traces
and nearness
of you.
09272011
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