The moon mocks me,
cutting through the room uninvited,
bleaching a night that feels heavy,
pitch-black, and absolute.
Inside, the chest is just an echo chamber—
grief rattling against a heart that’s still young,
still trying to breathe,
still hopefully naive.
Then the familiar intensity floods back.
Memories hit like a high-speed chase,
uncaring and dangerous,
proving that time doesn't heal a thing—
it just stays.
Gasping for air,
you’re just a silhouette,
a shadow staring straight up
into a dead, starless sky,
begging the dark for a rewind button.
Were you ever actually significant before this?
No applause in this silence.
The question just sits there—
unread.
Isolated, bitter,
mind running on a loop—
does anyone even care,
or is everyone just surviving?
Tears blur,
pools of tasteless salt...
and the dark doesn't move.
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Rumbling like the grumble of the stomach
Lightning cracks and screams,
The sky weeps today.
So sad it turned black like the doomsday,
Crying over the dark world for the child
Who went hungry today.
The building are decimated,
No house to sleep.
And the sky can't seem to stop it's weep.
Truly heartbroken from inside they both are.
Blood, blood everywhere,
Stained on the machines.
Hefty people everywhere,
Decimating everything like machines.
Justice seems far,
Death is nearer.
The path has never been clearer.
But he longs for justice.
May the blood get washed away,
For the sky weeps today.
May they both become happy someday.
May he eat food under the blue sky someday.
Like a dragon yawning, began today's dawning.
Eastern sky teased with hints of a pink morning.
Bursting, it covered East, North and South,
spewing clouds of candy cotton from heaven's mouth.
The sky was writhing to a beautiful sonata, billowing over roofs and tree tops in an extravaganza.
The West remained gray, excluded from excitement:
poised, silent, stoic and devoid of involvement,
except for the start of a rare solid pink rainbow
arching high into the sky, stopping before the glow
of nights taunting stars could grasp it away.
As quick as it came it was gone. Sky again was gray.
The day was not yet over and done.
Pink still had plans for more exhibits to come.
As the sun retreated for another evening of rest,
gray sky scattered and splattered the West.
Slender herring bone clouds assembled in an array.
Pink reappeared, tinting those clouds on display.
Then, tucking Sun into bed for the night,
climbed in beside him, and turned off the light.
I have an amor
I have a sparkling star
I have a beautiful flower
Yes, I am a wonderful lover.
I have loved you for a long time
That is my honest response
You are mine; let’s dance
Because we’re still in our prime.
Mon amour, c’est toi
Autrement, je suis sur la croix
Oui, tu es mon amour, mi amor
Even though I love you from afar
I swear that you are my love
That’s why so many birds are soaring above
Not too far the celestial moon
This marvelous afternoon.
I have an amor
I am different than before
I am in love with a spirit
I feel fine, very fine. That’s it
You are ma chérie, mon amour, mi amor
My love. Yes, yes, yes, you are.
Who is mi amor?
It is you, you, you, my effulgent star.
Copyright © October 2026 Hébert Logerie. All rights reserved.
Hébert Logerie is the author of several poetry collections.
We dance singing songs of Love.
sinister dreams of wild death.
I saw him preaching the Gospel after the Rapture.
Harvey Levin preached the good news in my dreams.
very strange that I woke up made a video talking about it.
Harvey Levin a tribulation Saint wild dream.
Praise Jesus forever.
Thank you Jesus forever.
evening constellation show was totally tight
not quite contrived, but amazingly bright
the stars were blazing, beautiful white
Kansas crescent moon was gorgeously light
spacemen were in a bit of an Earthly plight
ominous feeling ever since today’s twilight
spaceship was enduring its eightieth flight
amazing sight in the sky, this October night
aliens experienced a bit of an unexpected fright
caught in the beam of a larger space craft’s light
their headlights flashing colors like a giant flashlight
Let’s get off of this planet yelled the first mate McMight
So, they zoomed off into the atmosphere, McMight and Kite
Kite, the captain, was glad to see this planet shift out of sight
Let’s not go back there, he said, something was not right
They never returned, but many had seen a sight that night
This bond of our hearts, so deep and true,
You are mine forever, and I belong to you.
The weather tonight is a beautiful sign,
To finally whisper that your heart is mine.
I have loved you wildly, with all that I hold, Giving you my heart, a story untold.
I am lost, I am crazy, in the warmth of your grace,
My entire lifetime, I want to spend in your embrace.
This bond of our hearts, so deep and true, You are mine forever, and I belong to you.
Yet, your memories burn like a flame in the dark,
Leaving my sleepless nights without a spark. My soul yearns to talk, to hear your voice speak,
Whenever your thoughts make my defenses weak.
Without your presence, I am an unfinished song,
But with you by my side, I finally belong.
I want to live every breath watching over you, Hiding you safely in my heart, away from view.To pour out every secret I've kept inside,
And keep every promise, with nowhere to hide.
Our connection runs deeper than the oceans wide,
Everywhere I look, your face is by my side.But without you now, my world has gone gray,
Come back to me love, and bring back the day.
This bond of our hearts, so deep and true, You are mine forever, and I belong to you.
The western sky fades,
holding neither day nor night,
only their meeting.
For a moment, even trees
seem uncertain of their names.
setting sun smears sky
with tangerine hues-
now - coral and red.
fleecy clouds move fast
in sweet silent mirth,
as dreams fly on wings.
Woke to a pearl sky,
hued- a milky white,
. . . clouds twirling, swirling,
a dawn cloaked in fog,
for my morning hike ~
after the rain storm !
The letter l minuscule
Is taller than I majuscule
A.I.
Has more than one eye
Are you baffled or confused?
Are you troubled or amused?
A.I. is the elephant in the sky
Watch out for the evil eyes
A.I. was invented by zealous spies
A.I. is in the sky. A.I. is ubiquitous
Everybody is talking about this phenomenon
Nobody knows if A.I. is an angel or a demon
Yet, this bad boy or bad girl is complex and audacious
A.I. is flying high
Like a lie in the sky.
P.S. Leave AI alone.
Copyright © September 2026 Hébert Logerie. All rights reserved.
Hébert Logerie is the author of several poetry collections.
The Sky Shines (through my unconscious, aligned).
The sky shines deep within my awakened mind.
Bright particles beam through my open thoughts;
Clairvoyance shows the path that I have sought.
While walking, dreams are left so far behind!
I'm weaving a gossamer veil that I'll bind
With all the rainbow colors now combined.
This is the path that dreamers long have sought.
The sky shines.
Don't be afraid of these sweet faery signs.
You are a brilliant light that underlines
The wild enchantment of a magic knot
That you might see in my paper's ink blot!
Let your mind be bright, free, and unconfined.
The sky shines!
Sun now dips down low
Twilight starts to glow
Tangerine skyline
At distance align
Like a honeyed dream
Beside a soft stream.
Blue called a meeting at half past two.
The moon borrowed a beam
for light inside the house.
The sea arrived on a horse.
Its tail curled up tight.
The sky was a writer.
It always had a pen.
The rain rushed in, his storm coat
dripping on the floor.
The wave measured its length
rushing through the door.
The cloud looked like it would burst.
It had been eating all day.
“The minutes?” Blue asked.
The sky had written them.
The wind had other ideas.
ruby-throated bird,
gulps sap from indian pink,
sweet taste receptor
green plume backyard guests,
who hover, soar, fly backwards,
wing beaters migrate
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