Showing posts with label vers libre. Show all posts
Showing posts with label vers libre. Show all posts

Tuesday, February 3, 2009

Crisis (Vers Libre)

Did you ever wake to such dissatisfaction
You'd cry
Without tears or
Without hate or
Without much else to hope against
That life seemed to never end
Immortally remorseful
Wishing for something real
To touch
To feel
Making differences
Even in secret
Though knowing well that
You may still be alone?

I did
I am
I don't know when it will end
If ever?

Saturday, January 31, 2009

Cellphone (Vers Libre)

Ding ding ding!
The phone is ringing

Ching ching ching!
The phone is ringing

Bang bang bang!

The phone is ringing

Beeeeeep!
I think I should answer that

Gift of God (Vers Libre)

Tell me I'm crazy
For discerning truth
'Cause while you were speaking
I could swear
I met God

Friday, January 30, 2009

Forgiving Phrases (Vers Libre)

It's of the loveliest day
I must admit
That love in trial
Cannot
And in confusion
Will not
Change a cynical heart
For a stone cannot swim
And ice will never fly
Until God's hand reaches in
To form a miracle

Friday, December 26, 2008

Secretary (Vers Libre)

Write down my thoughts
For tomorrow
They may not come
But keep note
In case they do

Tuesday, December 16, 2008

A Moment's Notice (Vers Libre)

A moment's notice
Let me just say
Is a punctual kind of experience
Not as forgiving as testimonies of love
But a pick of ice
As dry as glaciers snow
It catches you off guard when it wants
And reels you for everything you could've kept
"What if?" you say,
"What might have been?"
There can be another
But unlike this
For notices are short and swift
Unkind
Surprises in a flash
Wilting seasons at a time

Women & Roses (Vers Libre)

Women are like roses
They blush with color
Though bloom in winter
Thorns can be shaven
But they will always
Stem green with envy

Without your care, they
Will wilt before spring
Removing that scent
You once had savored
By delicate touch
As she is

Tuesday, September 2, 2008

Advertisement Whore (Vers Libre)

It had to be done
My reputation
This new one, I mean
It isn't me
But it's what I need
To sell, to buy
Just get attention
Shit, all of it
But that's what they want
And it's what I need...

Thursday, August 28, 2008

Promises (Vers Libre)

I promised to keep whatever I am keeping
Though promising keeps aren't always kept
For those whom expect keepers to keep what's promised
They must realize that promises were made to be unkept