Category: Poetry

A parched breath of morning

January 18, 2020

my brain is dead
a numbskull
an imbecile
a rotting lump of lard

it wakes this morning
in the throes of emptiness
it has drank my coffee
and nibbled a nibble

it has opened the curtains
dived in the shower
drank another coffee
and nibbled another nibble

so here it is
writing an empty thing
a parched breath of morning
a slice of cake
without the cream!

Buds of truth

January 11, 2020

We sometimes find ourselves
lost in a conundrum of dreams

We wander
we ponder, we peruse
and then we wonder why
and how and when, etc, etc
till our minds are so full
of bullshit we begin sprouting
young saplings of thought
all kinds of new ideas and ideologies
pychologies and philosophies
poems, songs, words and dreams.

Some kind of
implosion/explosion occurs
where we become trapped
in the void of unknowing
where the needle is stuck
and the world around us lets us go
and on and on we go
believing that if we reach
we can touch the sky.

Our feet are rooted in bullshit
our hearts, skin, blood and bone
get their nourishment from that gloop
our minds
strive to make sense of the loss
and here, our souls
they are the buds of truth
waiting for us to stop
and to believe
that the only way to reach the sky
is to know we are the sky.

Her smile eternity

January 11, 2020

I saw the light
and it was blinding
blinding to my eye
and then again I saw it three
in both which equal six

An image there I could not fathom
hidden in the veins
was it silver
was it dark
or was it Lucifer’s ark

Blind I remained
a few seconds more
till sight came back to me
and there I blinked
into her eyes
her smile eternity

Lucifer his light banished
his form hidden from view
for what can he
with all his beauty
offer mortal soul as me

for I am drowned
in human form
as we are all to be
except by chance
we stumble upon
a smile of eternity.

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How it is these poems arrive sometimes baffles me. Early this morning while drinking coffee in bed I read Mihai Eminescu’s poem Lucifer and those words sent my mind back to yesterday at the eye infirmary where I had to have my eyes photographed. Fully dilated, those bright lights dug deep into my skull. I saw veins and weird things for a split second or two and thought nothing of it until now except for her smile of course.