Saturday, May 18, 2013
Untitled - May 17, 2013
This poem received its genesis back on the 6th of May after having read and commented on Janet Martin's poem "It's Midnight". I wanted to get this posted for you sooner Janet but it wasn't to be. :-(
there's an air
of wisteria about her
you know
that scent
that makes you
want for more
a curiosity
of mystery
some subtle
nuanced newness
that lingers
like a longing
long after belonging
in bloom
ooohh by way of words
I cannot speak
she makes me want to sing
but i emit only coo
could it be
would it were to be
nestled in the laying on of hands
hers
i would resurrect
this i pray
with cryptic triptych tongue
unleashed with pen
and loosed in heaven
Matthew 16:19, Matthew 16:25, Matthew 16:24, Matthew 16:26, Matthew 18:18
Friday, May 17, 2013
Untitled - May 16, 2013
Matthew 13:18-23
Thank you faithful readers and friends for your continued support and encouragement. I treasure you all. Please forgive my recent absence of visits but the old Gnomie is burrowed in for awhile. I'll be 'round to see you all as time and health permit.
Labels:
Matthew 13:18-23,
see,
seed
Saturday, May 4, 2013
Untitled - May 04, 2013
with tiptoe whispers
her lolita ballet
entrances me
dances me to dream
her dainty petite
here where i sleep allayed
afraid to make reality
the split that breaks the day
for hers be pure a fantasy
a desire mine that burns
but take this not of saddness
but poorly worded love
i hold no other passion
no other breath but hers
she my joy
my cygnet
descended from above
Wednesday, April 24, 2013
Untitled - April 24, 2013
across and down
a vanilla liqueur eclair
a cross-dressing double-crosser
a corseted bonbon tart of course
a sickness so sweet
like a buttered sobao of battered flour
that lingers the lips
do my words
make you monkey?
make you want to masturbate your mind
or master it?
should we donkey?
or chimpanzee
and leave it crossword puzzled?
Labels:
chimpanzee,
donkey,
monkey
Wednesday, April 17, 2013
Alias Humbert Humbert
Alias Humbert Humbert
with her little lolita pout
and guilty culpability
i come upon her
in the taking of her age
a mea culpa
that may or may not be
the question
but what gratuitous touch
offers as much
the gratification of lust
than knowing
the quenching of thirst
and the power of her seduction
ahh
Seems to fit the criteria for this week's Poetry Jam Fictional Point of View
Saturday, April 13, 2013
For a Pretend Tintagel Girl
for a pretend tintagel girl
is my talk
all pretend?
a myth induced
make-believe,
a habit of thought,
a world without end?
a dream never waking?
a life worth the making?
a heart broken for Love?
come tell me Eve
and ask me
unmasked...
the snake must be charmed
before the strike
and though not displayed
remorse hides masked
to induce faith's sight
the wind blows
to and fro
and too, to a man
his way looks right
Job 1:7, 1 Peter 5:8, Eph 4:14, 2 Cor 4:2, 2 Cor 2:11, 2 Cor 11:3, Proverbs 14:12
Thanks Ygraine for your inspiring poem, The Charmer
Labels:
1 Peter 5:8,
2 Cor 11:3,
2 Cor 2:11,
2 Cor 4:2,
dream,
Eph 4:14,
Eve,
Faith,
habit,
heart,
Job 1:7,
Love,
make-believe,
myth,
pretend,
Pro 14:12,
snake,
talk,
Thought,
wind
Wednesday, April 10, 2013
For Eternity Turning
for eternity turning
from earth i rise
a birthing breath
in night dreams
pointing one way
splendid lines
of blue blocked moon
aurora dressed
pressing starless skies
to fall a woman
in love with you
beside the ocean tide
For my prima ballerina and women of the fall.
Photo - Francesca Busquets
Tuesday, April 9, 2013
Untitled - April 04, 2013
it's like a whipping,
an open criticism
of self-chastisement
and castrating truth
ripping flesh
in public castigation
and personal rebuke,
a weapon of christian
self-flagellation
flogging mind
fogging eye
when forcing the focus to me
from Charity's charm.
Labels:
Charity,
flagellation,
focus,
self
Saturday, March 30, 2013
Apostle to the Apostles
Noli Me Tangere - 1835 Alexander Ivanov
Apostle to the Apostles
a silent desperation clings
between laments and linens
solemnities of woe and sob
absorb the day entombed
finished, bowed, sealed secure
despondency overwhelming
but ah, the joy complete
the first of week,
with weepings ceasing
and seeking seeing Rabboni,
came telling,
"I have seen the Lord".
John 19:40, Matthew 27:65-66, John 19:30, John 15:11, John 20:3-7, John 20:9-18
Sunday, March 24, 2013
Untitled - March 24, 2013
it's like predicting
earthquakes
volcanic eruptions
tornadoes
epidemics
except skeptics
do not believe
an a priori
coming of Christ
1 Corinthians 1:21-23, 2 Thessalonians 2:8-10, Matthew 24:1-51
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