Friday, September 9, 2022

Reprise

Attempt again, so many tries
Contemptuous til I despise 
To love the one you're with at night
Despite to feel it isn't right
Some days so bad I'd wish he'd die
Be contemplating suicide
Like it would lift me from our ties
To free me from my house of flies 
My bed of lies and back of knives
In name of being kind and nice
In sympathy, for compromise 
It wasn't what I want in life
I nearly met my own demise
But encore encore and reprise 
I chose to be myself and rise

Lennon Mentions

Sin we fell in broke our trust 
Independence frightens us
If in wind we're only dust
Why then not succumb to lust
Lennon mentions laugh at love
Tiny death in sex and drugs
Let's not look for light in stuff
We are what we're conscious of

Monday, August 29, 2022

Sleep in Trees

Princess with this pea displeased
Goldilocks but not these three
Where's a bed that's best for me
How high can I hope to be
How far can this fairy see
How close can I be to free
Can I use the stars as sheets
Yes, for rest to reach my needs 
I shall sleep in redwood trees

Medium Fry

A medium fry
Wave aloha/hi
To souls who've said bye
Storm's center, the eye
I stand still inside
A middle child, try
To mediate my
And everyone's lives
Besiege or belie
I see from all sides
Including who's died

Sunday, August 28, 2022

The Craft

I read rainbows in the showers that drop diamonds in my grass
These are jewels I use as tools that I can spend the same as cash
I spin pendulums in solar winds for questions you may ask
I'm in multiple dimensions and see Days of Future Passed
I'm the selkie in your sink water and buoys in your bath
I'm a riptide in your ocean and I'll drag you back to path
I make magic in each moment and from every mundane task
But won't hesistate to excavate and take away what's trash
I find fire in frustration and will weld with all my wrath
I'll play games with every flame from each relationship that's crashed
I am meant to pen, see into them, and stencil from the ash
I have sent for kin as dreamt by him, through way of this - my craft

Friday, August 26, 2022

In Disguise

A geisha in another life 
Your fantasy and never wife
Two souls enrolled in constant strife
We're back as cats in black and white
What must we trust to make this right?
For me I see with my insight
Green tea, I steep and seek inside
A tree, I reach beyond bonsai
War not with words or kaiken knives
Nor score with spores that siphon lives
Why dwell at doors that won't oblige
A chore which bores just isn't wise
My choice to voice vanilla skies
To read and lead by light in eyes
Agree, you'll see, my samurai 
It's me, the empress, in disguise

Wednesday, August 24, 2022

Synesthesia

In amnesia, when unclear
Listen to your heart to hear
Synesthesia, No More Tears
See then what I've known for years
Shakti-Shiva, show no fear
What without your Guinevere?
Aniketa, home is here
I reside inside your mirror