Rational men among us state plainly
- that no ghosts walk among us.
But they haven’t really searched the shadows,
or smelled the sweet musk-roses you wore
when wind-chimes twinkle like your laugh.
If ghosts haunt, then spirits linger.
If ghosts bedevil and terrorize,
spirits hangout, abide and remain.
Time is as nothing to them,
they are now and they are then.
We are shadows, that are becoming
shadows, that were shadows before.
Rational men know what they see,
but they’re dull and though waking,
remain unaware that lemures tamper,
with impressions, subconscious voices
and barely perceptible shenanigans,
across death’s thin, permeable veneer.
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Lemures = From Roman mythology: spirits who become involved with the living.
Categories:
veneers, angel, mythology, spiritual,
Form: Free verse
I want to flash
Not with the hard drive
But solve the dispute
With a smile
Stares, veneers, stop the sneers
Have a drink
Lets think
Put some teeth into it all
I will walk you to the door
Then spring up from the floor
Spin you around like a top
And wait for you to flop, then drop
The red will run
The argument done
I will floss
Then go
No fight no more
Veneer and stares will lead you there.
Categories:
veneers, gothic,
Form: Rhyme
Veneers
When one walks as snow flakes of superficiality,
they coalesce into what becomes their personality.
When one plays to the crowd of peers,
their face is one of beautiful veneers.
When one realizes that - like life -
the beat of one's existence - like a hot knife -
can melt the dream, expose the scheme
and to the surface will rise the cream .
B.J."A" 2
August 21st 2009
Categories:
veneers, philosophy, visionary,
Form: Rhyme
change
looking
good today,
ideas come-
then
go
manners
and customs
fashioned in new
clothes
soon
grow old-
as human
nature changeless
stays
Categories:
veneers, life, philosophy, political
Form: Lanterne