i dream
a golden city splayed out
in splendored array
shining, churning
breathing
living
– 1/27/10 – 62
Category Archives: Free Verse
An Affront to the Morning
his voluble presence
was an affront to the morning
an unwelcome breaking
to the gentle rumbling
of the gentle murmur
of the train
– 1/25/10 – 59 #favorite
The Sounds of Silence
listen to the gentle hush
as voices echo in the chamber
the pleasant audience a curious crowd
observing the sounds of silence
– 1/23/10 – 57
The Best Things
i hear melodic phrases
in the chambers of my mind
they beckon me, enticing with words
that shape, bend, and fashion
bold and insightful pieces
that reveal and illuminate
the best things
– 1/22/10 – 56 #favorite
You Titillate With Your Words
you titillate with your words
graphic images conjuring
exotic lands foreign and benign
and simple things revealed
by choice morsels picked
with careful and judicious precision.
– 1/21/10 – 55
Outside Myself
i stepped outside myself
and a facade lifted for a moment
as though i was someone else
as though i was a compartment
in my own mind.
– 1/20/10 – 54
Soundtrack
precisely timed pressure changes
convey melodies among the charged neurons
building pictures, shaping emotions, evoking memories
coloring the who, the what, and the story
of life and self and past remembrance.
– Soundtrack – 1/19/10 – 53
Jet Black Hair
you were striking with your jet black hair
the gloves you wore had snowflakes
expressed in knit and for a brief moment
you captured my imagination
– 1/19/10 – 52
Ferrous Wit
your ferrous wit is sharp
its sometimes jagged edge
rips through the flesh
of my temperament
leaving me bloody
and bruised
– 1/18/10 – 51
Fey Spirit
who are you?
with your fey spirit
tossing about whimsy
with reckless abandon.
why do you dance?
unbridled and passionate
your infectious grin
a viral vector
spreading mirth
and convivial gaiety
reveal yourself
oh laughing sprite
oh merry shade
oh mysterious shadow
for i would know
your name.
– 1/17/10 – 50
You Make the City Vague
you make the city vague
with your wispy shroud
the soft outlines fading
into the grey backdrop
while disembodied lights
dance in the distance.
– 1/16/10 – 49
Sparticus
you make violence an art
graphic bloodletting paused
and in slow motion.
the clamour and rush
of wild noise and
a cheering crowd
serve to excite passion
and mad rage.
– Spartacus – 1/14/10 – 47 #favorite
Sunset
your deep redness is a balm
to soothe sore eyes
vermilion and scarlet hues
dance with wild abandon
in the recesses while crimson light
splay across this painted canvas
until your majestic being
sinks beneath the rippled line
and all is darkness
– 1/13/10 – 46 #favorite
Hydrogen and Oxygen
hydrogen and oxygen
joined by covalent bonds
disseminate in languid trails
embracing the wide sky
curling in vacuous rings
glowing amber and vermilion
against a blood red sun
until the arid waste
of winter’s breath
robs its soul of being
– 1/12/10 – 45 #favorite
Euphoria
elation rises strong
in this melancholy heart
nerves vibrate, attention hums,
energy pours out of every pore
the world lies open before me
ready to be conquered
for i am invincible and nothing
is beyond my grasp
– on caffeine – 1/10/10 – 43
The Bare Not Barren Trees
the bare not barren trees
wrestle with the whipping wind
and the bustle is brisk, the cold sharp
as winters grey skies threaten rain
Sanctuary
hear the echoing waves returning
from their journey beckoning silence
for this empty room is a sanctuary
a temple, a tomb where thoughts quiet
and calm reigns like heaven on earth.
– 1/9/10 – 42
The Riddle of Your Existence
who will you be, oh man?
with your time and talents?
what will you do, oh man?
with what you’ve been granted?
where will you go, my brother?
with resources you’ve been given?
why do you stumble, my brother?
with the path that you have chosen?
time, the dance with a slow death.
the fight, the struggle, the question
and possibility splayed out before you
so answer, oh man
by action, by deed, by life
the riddle of your existence.
– 1/7/10 – 40
My Brother
go my brother,
where the wind blows to dance on the prairie steppes
and feel the wind whip across the frosted tundra
see my brother,
the jungle steam rise through the terraced trees
and watch the desert sand dance across the dulcet dunes
feel my brother,
the soft touch of your lovers kiss brush your lips
and the sudden ache of desire as she pulls you deep
touch my brother,
the hand of God as you glimpse the divine mystery
and bow down your head in humble genuflection
for this is life, and wind is free
and all of nature is given for thee
– 1/7/10 – 39 #favorite
The Mind Is a Many Layered Thing
the mind is a many layered thing
thoughts and ideas held in dissociative array
networked connections, neurons and nerves
dance a many splendored dance of matter grey
– 1/5/10 – 37