Showing posts with label memory. Show all posts
Showing posts with label memory. Show all posts

Saturday, March 24, 2012

Let's produce a cloud

Let's produce a cloud
and cover it all white
(it has to fit the sky)

We'll settle on the stars
in the pitch and deep abyss
not too bright, not too bliss.
(constellations aren't always worn)

We can milk a day and call it sun
a loft, our beechnut barn
not too soft, not too calm.
(farm crops grow wild awhile)

Raise a rainbow for me, m'dear
the sky will die with shame
neon tints of silver flints
forest blue and marlin green
ashen brick, and sullen grey
a casket full of colors.
Bronzen hinge and handle
velvet, felt a bit
jester june, and marple steed
masquerade the mortal marriage
a union of cumulus, debris, and stone.

even lightning cannot describe
what's meant when the cloud can't arrive
and rivers who overflow their peaks, are creeks
when no respect goes to the stars that don't reflect
a mighty gale blows baby breath
when dairy dawn delivers but froth

am I to build the foundations of the sky?
when I have left the clouds to dry

am I to tame the fiery stars
when I am quenched by every char

and sun whose udder be my design?
as caged and jailed I do confine

Once given the sky, I bowed to receive
locked in a box though, never turned the key.

Saturday, March 17, 2012

Last Night I Fell in Love


Last night I fell in love with Love,
and though it is out of fashion
I did not meet that special one
who filled my heart with passion.
 
If last night I fell in love, my love
like a star who onces shines

tonight it's fallen love, 
then falls into the dust and dies.


Saturday, February 25, 2012

Doggone Dream'in


The dog did dream
as he lay down
a heavy sleep.
No noise no sound.
The comandante
had poured an ale
to quench the thirst
that made him pale.
But not the music
of the box
nor gifted craft
of love not lost
could shake his bone
that set like fire
of steal and meat
and rage and pyre.
Although the ale did
quench at first,
his soul did not
return from worse.
A stolen love had
played its part
and with it came
a stone of heart.
The dog awoke to feel
the cold
buried deep
beneath the bone.
But do not pity
his soul long
his body of black
was made in Hong Kong.