Monthly Archives: June 2011
‘Muses come instead of sleep’
Yesterday I was hoping for some sleep
But the muse came and took the lead.
She took me to the land of ambrosia,
Of milk and honey, sweet scents.
She filled my mind with reveries
Instead of thoughts of the day.
She took my hand with gentle grasp
And gave me a pen decorated with wild feathers.
Then one plume fell onto the ground,
The flower of fern grew on the floor
And despite the calmness of the weather
I couldn’t fall asleep any more.
‘The sorrow can only fall asleep’
One more tear I will shed
One more glass of champagne I won’t have
As I will drink wine instead
When will this sorrow go away?
When will this memory find its way
Out of my head?
A song of madness
Sung in shadows, hiding from the lights
Strong feelings may never actually die
‘Civilization’s traps’
Closed doors
Front doors
Eyes close
Eyes closed
Careful watch
Watch to catch
You doing something wrong
.
Hands reach
Hands of witch
And tongues of one too
Tongues always due
To see you do
Change the hue
.
Nails sharp
Nails that carp
Just like lips
Making you get to grips
With remorse
Which only makes things worse
.
Ears that listen
In the light they glisten
The foes that gossip
Wait for you to take a sip
From the cup which pleasures promise
But no friends enlist
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Hey, readers! It’s my 100th post!!! Yay! Time to celebrate…
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I’d like to thank you for the following award in the Thursday Poets Rally:
I nominate Elaine Danforth.
‘Insomnia’
A maggot crawling down your cheek
An owl hunting behind the window
You can’t sleep
The lights have gone off
But the world around still visible
Dreams just won’t come
The sounds so silent yet so sharp
The music’s playing in this night
No – the nightmare won’t visit either
You turn from side to side
Try to watch TV – there’s a late night fight
Eyes don’t close, they can’t
First rays appear on the horizon
The alarm clock has suddenly gone off
Oh, sweet sleep – it comes
Now you can’t wake up
‘Harmony’
Harmony
Just like Buddhists singing mantra
Just like flowers blossoming in spring
I’m looking for my harmony
Just like jazz singer in a niche club
Just like dancing rumba near the sea
I’ve found my perfect harmony
With a yoga practice in the early morning
With all worries forgotten and left behind
My harmony was finally found
With nothing that can break it
With my mind peaceful and my soul free
I fly away in my lovely harmony
‘The Consequence’
Minds that know
Eyes that watch
Mouths that blame
Fingers that point
Heads that turn
And memories that remain
Don’t let you forget