Wednesday, January 30, 2008

Lady Ashley. (Rime Royal)

As we sit and watch the famous bull fights
I can only sit and stare at her face.
I continue on with my restless nights,
Oh to trade and be in Romero’s place,
Everything he does he does it with grace.
If there were only a way to surely know,
It wouldn’t have to be pretty to think so.

Five. (Rondelet)

And so it goes
Trapped in the amber of this moment
And so it goes
As only Billy Pilgrim knows
Why would anyone take his hint?
He traveled in time, we didn’t.
And so it goes.

Momus. (Sonnet)

Only through your power
may I write the way I desire.
If only for an hour,
your talents I could acquire.
Your craft is one of dreams
your skills of another realm,
although it may seem
that your words overwhelm.
Only with your blessing
will I say what I need to say.
Through your power of expressing
I can make my meaning stay.
Oh Momus, give me the power
to write this poetry and be remembered for an hour.


Take flight and you’ll know what life is
take flight and you’ll learn what this world means,
take flight and you’ll see how insignificant we all are.

But fly fast, fly far, don’t stop, don’t come back,
this is your chance to leave us all behind for now,
we’ll all be here for you when you land.
This is your chance to be something that matters,
this time your actions won’t be as insignificant as ours.

Take flight and clear your mind of this world,
clear your mind of battles and scars
forget the intimidation from your elders,
forget the sadness of your peers.
Clear everything from your head and remember
only the most important things.

Craft your wings with the utmost care
for this is the most important thing
you’ve ever done.
This is the most important thing
any of us have ever done.

You’re the one that we’ll all remember,
the one that will have done
something even worth remembering.

Take flight now!
This is everything you’ve ever wanted.
Fame. Power. Glory.
You will have all of this when you land.

You will know so much more than we all know,
by being so close to heaven,
may you become heavenly as well,
may you acquire the knowledge of the gods.

You can tell us the scents of the clouds,
the feel of the sky,
the brightness of the sun,
the clarity of life,
and the melting point of wax.

Eros. (Terza Rima)

Great god of the heart,
show me your magical ways
for I know not even where to start.

I would like to learn the phrase
that one must utter to a loved one
in order to amaze.

Of all the knowledge under the sun
yours is the one we can never construe,
but I will strive to be the first one.

However, of romance I have no clue,
I know little if anything at all,
but one thing I know is true:

Love done wrong can be a violent vicious squall,
but done right it can certainly enthrall.

Erebus. (Sonnet)

I’ve been framed and I need
to be as far from here as I can.
Unless I’m suddenly freed
I must stray from where this began.
I must hide behind you, Erebus,
so that I am not returned there.
Framed of a crime I can’t discuss
in a manner I could never prepare.
Protect me from these lies
great god of darkness.
Silence my painful cries,
hide my inhuman distress.
I need you with me now shadow god,
until I can finally discard this fa├žade.

For Magic and Memories. (Sonnet)

I don’t even recognize my neighborhood,
It just feels like I’m in the wrong hometown.
I don’t think I’ll ever come back around,
I honestly don’t know if I even could.
These are the streets of the misunderstood,
This is the block where we would lay face down.
These are the puddles in which we would drown,
Now we walk away though we said we never would.

This is the feeling of the once loved lost,
The emotion brought forth by the puddle of tears.
These are those streets we never crossed,
The ideas we never think of at any cost.
This is that ghost that reappears,
The one who leaves our old memories glossed.

For Sinners and Saints. (Sonnet)

For all the evil that suffocates this town
How did you ever find your way out?
I am positive, indeed without a doubt
That it is all of them bringing us down.
So from now until you take the crown,
These people are to be punished with drought.
Unless they soon become to our lord devout,
For saving their spirits you will be known.

But at times I cannot help but wonder
If our good will in fact prevail.
Is this all a wicked spell that I am under,
Will truth come and tear my dreams asunder,
Is our whole plan for good destined to fail,
Will all their lives end because of a religious blunder?

Vestigial. (Haiku)

So much for every-
Thing I thought I meant to you.
I'm your appendix.

Asclepius. (Haiku)

Oh Asclepius,
Bring her back to how she was.
Full of life and love.

Ares. (Tanka)

War, vengeance, anger,
Ares if you were here now
You would fit in well.

But in this world of holy war,
we don’t need any more gods.

Aphrodite. (Cinquain)

of love/beauty,
give me the strength to say
what she needs to hear from me now:

About the Author.

Miami, Florida, United States