Sunday, October 25, 2009

Beneath the starry sky

Beneath the starry sky,
My love and I once lay
My lips fiery on
Her silky skin did stray,

Her eyes wilder I kissed
As she came nearer,
And asked of my dreams--
Then a secret to her.

Beneath the starry sky,
My love and I once lay,
No longer did my lips
Avid on her skin stray,

Her eyes keen cast about
Which so I did confer,
And read my kept scrolls
Of sleepless nights to her.

Saturday, October 03, 2009

I Flicker

Eyes alight, feet that never tread the ground,
In these hazel shadows or steadfast starlight,
My concern remains to unfasten the bounds,
Who abjectly beg for aloofness from my sight.

Even the baron so sordid in his days existed,
In a veiled visit, I saw him coughing a lot,
“It’s worth it” a cleric by bedside insisted,
Sardonically I smirked, for knew it was not.

When a dame agitated agonizingly in labour,
Behind the bystanders I blankly did survey,
Making way my fingers calmly touched her,
Snatching her child unborn from belly away.

Reticent alike, I once intruded a gravedigger,
Enwrapped in shovelling with tied in frown,
For hours I, a languid spy, eyed with snigger,
Till my message a crashing oak brought down.

In fallacy of wakening to my tunes someday,
A watchmaker in his chamber torpid and sick,
Turned the keys of last watch and sans delay,
Softly resigned to the serenade of ‘tick tick’.

Each time, in my dim abode later on I flicker,
Ascertain to scoff the traces of this strife,
Dulled, I tranquilly write my name in water,
And stoop to see hollow legion falling to life.