Thursday, January 26, 2006

THE GIFT


She gave me a kiss
on my birthday.
Said it was special,
a gift to remember.

It felt like such bliss
I didn’t know what to say,
as if the beauty of May
had come back in November.

Tuesday, January 24, 2006

YELLOW BRICK ROAD




Place I’ve never been
Sight I’ve never seen
Colourful walls
I am waiting to touch
Cheerful gravel paths
I want to walk so much...
Stay,
Hold your beauty!
I’m on my way.

Monday, January 23, 2006

AFTERTHOUGHT

How hard it was
for me to listen
and not be able to speak.

How sad I felt,
how disappointed,
for hiding, with no one to seek.

How awkward
that you should want to read
but not hear...
and continue so far
when near.

Sunday, January 15, 2006

COBBLED THOUGHTS


Neat-looking
but insanely bound.
It takes a strong hoe
to crush the weeds
that grow between them,
to make them seem sound.

Sunday, January 08, 2006

Lucid Lullaby

The wind is mad
The land is sore
The sea is dead
The birds will sing
No more.


Tell me when the end will come,
Tell me who will survive.

Let the truth lull me to sleep,
And then keep me alive.

Saturday, January 07, 2006

COMPANY


I chose to wander
without a compass
because
- I claimed -
there was more beauty
in the unknown.


But you followed
with your good sense
because
- you explained -
the woods are dangerous
if you walk alone.

Friday, January 06, 2006

CHAOS

Flickering deadly lights
And the sound of thunder
In my mind.

Restless winds moaning
And sweeping my thoughts way
Reason gone for the day
Passion ruling the house
Virtue with her hands on her head
And the cat
Poisoned by the mouse.

Prayers forgotten, and God
thought of as some stranger
Revenge blinded by pride
And pride by pain
Words erased by anger
Constancy insane.


Oh, how would it turn out to be
If you weren’t here with me?

Monday, January 02, 2006

TO A GOOD WRITER

How can I love you and why?
You are but a collection
Of infinite writings
And love is far too strong a word.

Amazing, how you say the right things!
You ‘re a distant, invisible man,
A voice I’ve never heard.

How come I feel so excited
When you tell me what you think, or do?
I don’t know why I love you so
But it’s true:
I am relieved, like a caged bird,
When I open a message from you.