crush
the history
of powder shadow
you streak
with treacle
mischief

discern me with
your mirror lull
the soft green
world
lush and deep

where now you
haunt me
dream and sleep

Out from the broken lattice,
Below the white clapped cottage side,
Water from the sand point well,
Through the one turn tap,
And through wiggling toes,
Splashes beach sand on the flag stone path,
Away from which,
Dripping foot slapped pool shadows,
Track toe and heel,
To the front screen door that springs and slams,
Beyond the damp traces left behind,
From shore side joyful playing paused,
Drying in the smiling sun,
And the kissing pine scent breeze,
Carefree days’ passage kept,

Temptation

Wrap me in your plastic,
suffocate my past.
Drown me in your sorrows,
kill me so it lasts.

Slit my throat so gently,
slice into my veins.
Kill me oh so softly,
seek my promised name.

Rip my flesh from bone,
pull my fingernails.
Leave me laying, rotting,
hammer me with nails.

Choking on the inside,
sulfur steals my breath.
Fire burns my eyelids,
I wish to suffer death.

Take my offspring from me,
cutting off my hands.
Lead me from this angel,
to the darkest lands.

From the windows of my soul
Don’t expect to be mesmerized

My soul whispers save me
So far no search and rescue team
Only me paddling across streams of lava

No gardens filled with roses and orchids
Over here we have dying flowers and thirsty lands
Cursed by some merciless creature

This picture I paint will erase smiles
As hearts freeze in the cold of my truth
Agony like medusa showed her ugly face
And now I await the gods to breathe life into me

Hello International Guy

Sometimes when you are not
On poetic stream,
I somehow miss you,
You should send a message,
As it gives me life,
To try and write poetry like you do.

But then you are abstract,
What can I do?
Except await a word
Of praise from you
Hope you are doing
What I’ve told you to
And
The result you would share
With me would you?

Your unassailable intellect led you to believe
that you were my savior.
You wouldn't sail the route across my charts
and so weighed anchor in death's harbour.

By believing in your own divinity
You failed to uphold your oath.
You did harm...

Your Gordian knot undone
by the dull sword of my ineptitude.
I secured freedom
and found my way home.

Disguised as an uneducated wretch
I passed through your kingdom.

Blinded by the facts...
You didn't see me leave.

There are people rising now,
millions fighting back
against decades of poverty
and contemptuous oppression.

There are men and women rising
fighting for the futures
of their children,
marching into muzzles
of aimed and loaded guns.

There are ordinary citizens rising,
flooding into battered cities
braving snipers and beatings
to gain what we enjoy.

There are people praying
amid this monumental struggle,
thanking God for life
as others seek their death,

Maliciousness falls in a toxic seasoning
upon fragile head of little poppet whose
untainted effigy freshly picked simmers
in a stew of negligence.

Violence delivered upon her pallid flesh
harshly decreed by the loathsome giants,
whose barbaric stride crush her body
beneath putrid ocher feet.

The reek of long festering decay drops ominously
 from these ogres' damaged brains. Eyes blank,
jaws clenching teeth, and fists balled in unwelcome
approach, the nightmarish realities lurch forward ...

I live in a box-
Cold and dark-
I have not heard
Another living thing
Since I was locked here.
When they put me here
I screamed and fought
To break the box-
The silence-
A silence of the purest breed,
The cold like none other,
And the darkness...
A darkness that would put
Hades thumb in his mouth.