Alas, Winters black and bitter wine
Stains the chins of Dionysus children
His gaze pales the grapes upon the vine
Their frozen faces, witness, the chorus of oblivion

For those who celebrate or not, the tale of how it all began, to whom this day's celebration found its humble beginnings. Read, but do not weep, he did all for love.

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Valens, you are esteemed worthy,
at the Via Flaminia you lay:
Valentinus offered up in faith.
Your deeds aren't known in our day.

In this life you wed young couples;
an act the Emperor would not permit.
And though your grace the monarch received,
your execution he did transmit.

The distant is greener
humans alone have to
and secretly cheat,

animals are open and free
they have no society...
so we being from the animal kingdom
inherit their genes

but society lays norms unknowingly,
as those who do so
are passed their teens
they are prone to forget
what current life really means
it’s all in ones genes

we look at the other side of the hill mostly
so darker and green
till we reach the end
but by then we all have been

seen!

For a day to come there shall be sun rise
If it set and darkens the stars will light up the eve
Without them the bliss we share today would be fallacy
So we look up each day for them to glow
If am the eyes of friends and foes what will i see of me
Am i that which is missed when not in mist
That which draws tears from eyes when hurt
Or that which is mocked when not in mist
That with no mark of effect through life
I ponder on my impact on my race
Reaching a point of vow
I shall stand out of peers for change

I’m sorry were having a fight
when things bother me I go quiet
I build things up inside,
they maybe small -
but because there held in so long they sit
and turn my insides into a festering pit
the smallest slight can then become a raging tornado
an uncontrollable reaction
that doesn’t fit the supposed crime
and -
even though I know all this
at the moment I’m still mad
a major disagreement because
of all the little tiffs we never had

When we
first met I didn’t think you were anyone special just
another bloke with blue eyes and testosterone. It was a hot
day I remember that. We drank beer and casually swapped
edited life histories but really I wanted to be alone eyeing
up the musicians through dust clouds of people moving from
tent to tent buzzed by flies odours of pizzas patchouli and sun tans.
All the young ones smoked behind the stages or huddled
together mostly bare flesh and tattoos exchanging tongue studs.

I felt a trickle of warmth
as the frozen part of me thawed
One night of heated passion
soothed years of being clawed

When I think of the early days
none too sure of what to do
I smile at the thought of us
so different, me and you

Lust laid down in the backseat
being only second best
Love grew slowly stronger
passing every test

Time has melted our hearts together
welded the parts real strong
Trials buffing out the rough edges
on days that seemed too long

Bitter streetlight
Sneaks past dusty blinds
Frozen crystal-hard
By cold relentless mourn
Of being alone;

Her softness deep within old quilts
Is missing
While I toss and turn
In twisted sheets
As night lasts into lonely dawn.

There must be others
Out there somewhere
Stuck slow in lonely amber
Waiting for the one
who takes away the solitude,
soothing tired tiny stabs of solitary
Deep into the night,

the house is dark
mom and dad are asleep
and I'm up watching tales of the script
people strangled by unseen hands
on the movie set

afraid and fearful of the unseen hands
I tiptoed through the dark house
pass mom and dad's room back to my bedroom
where my sisters were sleeping quietly
in a regular bed shared by 4 girls looked so far away
from the door where I stood looking for monsters under my bed

A gray cat that I know
out back by the fence
was conversing with an owl in the tree,

"Should the wind start to blow
and I'm not making sense,
I must be asleep, don't bother me!"

And just as he said
the branches did sway,
then the owl began speaking in rhymes;

the cat went towards the shed
an evening fog swallowed day,
in the distance, the clock tower chimes.

Then out the pet door
and falling flat on his face,
came the youngest one of this small clan;