O’ Casagemas,
what is this Heartbreak I hear,
from this woman with sagged, fired breasts
and onion hips that tell a strumpet?
This cruel, shameless voyeur
with little mind — who owns a
vainglorious torso;
a Lady Serpent, viperous!
O’ Casagemas,
this Heartbreak hurts,
running streams of cold blood at cockcrow.
We cannot be counted among men
but among lizards with tail monuments.
Veronica, Juliet, Ada or Ulu?
How does one even spell her name, with votive
words, or with streaks of bleeding ink?
Heartbreak spills from a hollow platter, gushing
cascades of heated tears.
Caustic! A ruinous fountain.
Dream.
Casagemas sprouts, a monocotyledon
on which she feasts — succubus!
Incubus at noon.
Night.
Painted on the frame of a subtopia,
this naked virago — pulse of falsetto —
weeps at the feet of the grave of Casagemas.
Morning.
Velvet roses and tailored satin, pink and white fluff
for Casagema’s Rebirth
and christening ceremony.
In attendance:
fair daughters of Eve, naked, baby-fresh and
Casagemanous, to wreak vengeance on this
hag with a fluke in her liver.
Categories:
viperous, heartbreak, love, romance,
Form: Free verse
.
It's
that digit
the one
up softly
'gainst her lips
with the sound
passing
each It's sides
"shhh"
And behind
It's
expose
Categories:
viperous, beautiful, betrayal,
Form: Free verse
Deep within the darkened halls of my mind I search each memory of love not meant to be.
Where love shone bright but now has left only tattered webs of pain and sorrow for me.
Lost and left behind to wander aimlessly, to feel the viperous sting of what once was, now no more.
To know of love's beauty and tenderness and passion between two hearts and all scars that it bore.
Like a ghost forever to wander these empty halls whaling for love's lost memories day and night.
Forgotten, forsaken this ghost with a broken heart, invisible, just an empty memory in plain sight.
Categories:
viperous, betrayal, heartbreak, hurt, lost
Form: Couplet
Breathtaking ventures
Zealous thunder, Viperous lightning
Summertime enchantment
Categories:
viperous, nature,
Form: Haiku
I am falling off the edge of reason,
beaten down by illness's rod.
My friends took wings
and flew away.
You plucked the fruit of
my womb from my family tree.
No blowing out of candles or
Happy Birthdays sung.
No gathering around the
Christmas tree with family.
My heart weeps as
solitude sings to me.
Sin’s viperous fangs
ripped open my soul!
. Waves of loneliness crash
against the shore of my reality
God, cast down your light,
and wrap me in the hope
of your salvation and love.
Save Me! Entry For The Voice Of Reason Contest
Categories:
viperous, religion,
Form: Prose Poetry
Viperous den
Of both women and men
Their poisons they pen
Categories:
viperous, on writing and words,
Form: Monorhyme
Go job the altar of your faith
And learning from him
In silence at the altar wait
Till truth is no more dim
Go tongue the promise like a breast
And wipe your grief
With memory upon the unseen chest
Snuggle a cycle of relief
For there are things that make men
Children again. things
That all the theology of heaven
Does not yet explain.
O could I give heart and flesh to bear
To against this granite grief
Or sit like a friend in the ashes there
And pine too for relief
I too had a son, feather of my wings
And saw him cold, his blood
Driven like a thief from his soul. Stings
More deep the viperous flood
The lost and gall of blame that must wilt
Your little stalk of faith
But I have plunged my love to its hilt
And flinch not from the state
I have worn these rough upon the floor
Before, in petition for grace
And now wears sky, mountain and shore
Causing your suit to his face
So through the night, my brother, hold
Job the altar of your faith
Embrace the Balm in Gilead of your soul
While here prayers' patience wait.
Categories:
viperous, friendship, loss, sympathy
Form: Verse