The sun opens her eyes behind a roseate veil,
her aubade harmonizing with Argus-eyed blackbirds
as it rises to a crescendo, staring in her husband’s
cratered eyes, ready to relieve him of his watch over the
world’s children so he can attend to their parents —
that is, the cosmic bodies that collided to create them; the
sacred alchemy.
He lifts her honey veil; a goodnight kiss he hopes to reenact
eternally, the aeons circling anniversaries as if liesegang
rings. She looks back, her flint knife eyes flashing violently.
“This fierce face is a facade,” he thinks, seeing her tremulous
expression, lips quivering in anticipation; a holy seduction
— that is, the ancient and sui generis matrimonio of
gods.
Categories:
sui, analogy, beauty, love, spiritual,
Form: Prose Poetry
I will tip my hat to your taste,
sui generis that mean flavor.
Not finishing is such a waste,
I will tip my hat to your taste.
A sin it is to remain chaste,
dainty morsels and I quiver.
I will tip my hat to your taste,
sui generis that mean flavor.
Categories:
sui, emotions, feelings, lust,
Form: Triolet
ON SELF-WILL
We live with the possibility to get angry,
distressed or displeased.
Being yourself provide these negative emotions to enhance;
Sharing is part of living!
One can choose not to get upset about every single confrontation.
Anxiety,
depression,
sadness and stress
result in personal perverse health.
These emotions activate bad reactions in the body,
leading to arousal and a weak character.
In life,
there are always dark days.
Categories:
sui, emotions, feelings,
Form: Free verse
Any proof for God is
oxymoronic
God needs no testament,
only man
Not to be indicted,
not to be confirmed
Beyond all dialectic
—God is
(Bethlehem Pennsylvania: February, 2021)
Categories:
sui, god,
Form: Free verse
He didn't utilize stake in the chest ...
I didn't wear onion collars,
no cross, holy water,
no prayers ...
His method was further effectual ...
It was deadly and definitive:
It used the flame. of a candle
that even burned his fingers ...!
It came from under the vampire
mosquito, full of blood, and
burned it on the wall ...
Fatal, fatal .. the vampires died,
The sucking vampires
Burnt burnt... !
Categories:
sui, allegory, allusion, analogy, creation,
Form: Limerick
For many days
I've searched for one
To light up my darkness
And make me feel less forlon.
For ages
I've roamed the forest
In search of a fair flower
In search of a loveable lovely lover.
Behold an exceptional flower
The specie after my heart
May it forever last
In my care.
Others may search on
I've found me one
Comparable to none
The unique queen of the forest.
Categories:
sui, flower, love,
Form: Free verse
Hence, she now remains
in this patch of earth
that’ll home her corpse.
Yet her soul, as free as she,
will soar the heavens:
like angels do.
Categories:
sui, hope, imagination, life, uplifting,
Form: Epitaph