"A bird doesn't sing because it has an answer, it sings because it has a song." -Maya Angelou

Saturday, May 30, 2009

Looking Downward

Monday, May 18, 2009

Blaring Silence

Stretched out side by side
A boy and a girl.
Sleep escaping each in turn,
Minds colliding in loudest silence.

Charged orange vapor floats above
The boy and the girl.
Particles electric tangible now,
Glowing invisible in the air.

Ears ringing with his thoughts,
This girl--
How can she sleep
When he's thinking so loud?

Head swelling with images of her
That boy--
Her voice on loop, undressing
Her in his waking dreams.

Consumed by deep disquiet are
Our boy and our girl.
Pungent tension binds them static,
Neither grasping the hush as love.

Very loosely inspired by "Los Novios"

Wednesday, May 6, 2009

Iseut

Dès le moment que le philtre la touche,
Ses doigts raffinés se lèvent à la bouche
Les lèvres frissonnants, tout s'éclarcit,
Une nouvelle douleur, l'amour de lui.

Elle voit dans ses yeux, calme avant l'orage,
Tous profonds sont-ils, tous doux en courage.
Il rend le Brun tout merveilleux comme jamais,
Donnant vie au couleur toujours ignorais.

La Circonstance batte avec toute sa puissance
La Nature lutte en sa force et vaillance
Les Éléments tourbillonnent l'agression

Mais, rien n'effacera, interminable sa passion,
Elle l'aime malgré eux, malgré plus grandes distances,
L'Amour le vainqueur, pour eux, bonheur immense.

Sunday, May 3, 2009

Purple


I looked out to the sky today,
The blue, the white, the black, the gray,
But to my shock, d'lighted dismay,
Purple.

I hope to feel your love today,
We kiss, we laugh, we run, we play,
But instead of sun's yellow ray,
Purple.

I love you in warm pink today,
I burst, I beam, I leap, I sway,
But in return, your grand display,
Purple.

I felt your love so strong today,
You touch, you smile, you hope, you pray,
But we're outdone by eves in May,
Purple.

I danced with you in bliss today,
A turn, a skip, a beat, a way,
But Sky is fleeting and will stray,
Purple.

I knew our time was done today,
Now dusk, now dim, now dark, now 'way,
But in love we'll be back someday,
Purple...

When I looked out my window and saw tonight's purple sunset, I felt inspired and this is what came out.

Quintessence

Saturday, May 2, 2009

Grasping Perfection

The perfect instant occurs when you discover you are in the company of someone who not only shares your passions, but who articulates them in a way that you comprehend with every inch of yourself, down to the very core of your being.

Friday, May 1, 2009

Pink Eye
Seven worlds collide at a glance