Short Unromantic Poems

Eyes of night beckon forth,
steal from me this deathly force,
raise above your steely voice,
this dagger etched in poisoned love.
Cut and slice fragile thoughts of hope joy faith,
so I may laugh in  mocking jest.
Stitch my hatred deep inside,
so his heart may lie and rot within my stagnant sin.....

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I want to die
To hang from a tree
I want to die
Lord Death is calling me.

I don't want to live
This body has drawn it's last breath
I don't want to live
For there is nothing left.

All hope is gone
Lost in unromantic bliss
All hope is gone
I've never felt pain like this

My soul has perished
Gone in heartbreaking love
My soul has perished
I shall fly forever like the lonesome dove....

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Somewhere, someplace,
someone is playing a guitar.
Sitting alone,
in a room, in an unromantic city.
Somewhere, someplace,
someone truly honest, sublime
birth of a phoenix
renaissance of hope
where the snow piles up
and the sun becomes a clouded pimple.

Somewhere, someplace,
someone is alone
in an unromantic room.
Believing that no one hears,
or cares.
Never caring, never hoping,
someone is playing six strings
to the beat of the oversoul....

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The amber moon

Super moon last night saw it from my terrace
18% brighter and 20% nearer, said the meteorologist 
How unromantic can you get?
Hugh yellow and beautiful, so close I could reach
The moon with my broom, I felt the pull levitated
And dared to dream big.
Beauty should be shared till it becomes 
A memory pooled by lovers, but you were not there. 
This was a night of the vague nearness of the one you love.
I walked on a sandy lane thinking of your absence....

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