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Tuesday, April 23, 2013

rhythm and time

enter into my reverie
you who hath taken
hold of my heart tenfold

forgive me for my stepping on thy toes
but we’ve danced the night through
and we've tired and callous feet

we began our steps in rythm
and synchrony with your head
laid gently on my shoulder

the warmth of your breath
giving pleasure to the nape
of my neck as we glide without care

the scent of lilac in the air
could have only come from the
flowing strands of your hair

it has been a tender calling
when entwined in each others arms
as we smirk upon the face of time

the music no longer
can I hear
in my aging ear
but we dance on

Sunday, April 21, 2013

insulated home

climbed out from underneath
fresh washed cotton sheets
warmth and surreal dreams
filled my comforted nights sleep

awaken by radio waves full with
cries from victims of hellish noise
from firecracker sounds and whaling
sirens from vehicles flashing
red, white and blue lights 

one demon still roams amidst us,
I am told, he's sought for causing
a violent early death of a child,
a young lady and a student
visiting our 'welcoming lady liberty'

if and when they capture him,
this dead soul swallowed by a demon,
will then my soul be calmed and secure
in this insulated island nation?

I now huddle back underneath
my security Charlie blanket
envied by ostriches in sand
all is well again no more demons
I cover my mirrors