Friday, September 18, 2009
Of Futility
The day shifts to nightfall and I am weary. The hours of my survival wane as the sun bids adieu. It is futile and somewhat remorseful this melancholy mood. For it could have been lost in clamor or laughter or tears or heartache. Alas it was hidden in misconception. An unlikely source of deception...
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Thursday, September 17, 2009
Silent Indifference
I stood at the apex of my dreams once ours and surveyed my heart. The topography etched in lines drawn from disillusionment and hope and despair and love. Your silence deafens my existence paralyzing my tomorrow. I see from the look in your eyes you think I am offended. But, I am not! For it is not...
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Wednesday, September 16, 2009
Is it Universally Known?
Gazing the universe, my spy scope sights sparkling humility. Twere not for Venus’ radiance, Saturn forever a foreboding haze. Firmly planted; yet, my mind’s eye upon an orb’s sea of tranquility. I know my place is not here, cloaked in barren soil, amid my own futility. And I am etched upon the...
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Tuesday, September 15, 2009
A WALTZ WITH THE DEVIL
The orchestra of speculation played the serenade. The Devil took my hand, almost dragonnade. Kettledrums echoed throughout the Hall A cymbal of doom at the Devil's Ball. The violins with bows bestrewn And flutes, the fingers belie the tune. The Horsemen of Karma ride the bridle path Keenly aware the...
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Monday, September 14, 2009
My Sailor (a lament in Villanelle form)
At first light, my love departs, I shall forever pine. How I desire for him to love me more than forlorn lady sea-- such sway! I shall keep thee near to me til the sun doth shine. I know of her raging beauty, her lips a salty brine. She never lets her lover go. Why can’t she see my agony-- my weigh?...
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Sunday, September 13, 2009
When Life Becomes Situational
Under the eyes of circumstance life becomes situational. In the face of decision, life becomes a juncture. What one is about may rise out of a situation. In a situation, may be the base of operations for a life to become situational. Whatever it may be: Location, Venue, Circumstance OR On the tapis...
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Saturday, September 12, 2009
A Park Bench
Oh, the sun is coming up. Hurry! Warm me up, it was chilly last night. I will be laughing so hard, it will be a riveting experience. Last night teenagers were out, funny when they ducked in the bushes from a police office. I was going to bust them, but I was a young bench myself once. Then they came...
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Friday, September 11, 2009
TRUE EUPHORIA (THE CONDITION OF PINK)
Overlapping joy, bound for endless laughter, SUDDENLY-- Hidden sadness radiates at the heart of True euphoria. A cross section of the pain reveals Embedded chaos, Piled in endless rows of Guilt, hostility, confusion, mistrust, and... Supernatural delight, bound for endless guffaw, UNEXPECTEDLY--...
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Thursday, September 10, 2009
Persnickety {A Tale}
F orgiveness was the rudder of fate; however, A nnoyance begot criticism! S urely the 'Persnickety' would weigh anchor Ironically T eeming with delightful arrogance! I thought the flag half staff; the captain D ead without malice; lying near an empty challis! I nsidious remarks in the wheelhouse of...
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Wednesday, September 9, 2009
A Chance For A Venture
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