Homebody
I was made
When the light began to fade,
And the dusk was left behind,
The horizon's glare,
And the day's last flare,
Lit the ribbons I rode in kind.
I traded my day,
Bartered my efforts away,
Gave up the impenetrable dawn,
For quality,
Of memory,
Renewing my mental brawn.
And dreams once grand,
That guided my hand,
Seemed distant as fair Camelot,
As Arthurian knights,
Who toiled for right;
It became all for naught.
My mother, I pray,
Forgives me this day,
Bearing witness to early demise,
And to my exchange,
For results that seem strange,
Beseeching this homebody to rise.
Invino Veritas
5/6/14
EOF
Tuesday, May 6, 2014
Monday, April 28, 2014
Passing Boon
Passing Boon
Flirt with me,
Hurt with me,
Tell me lies,
Be pert with me.
Share my cries,
Wear my cries,
Toy with me,
Swell my eyes.
Writhe till noon,
Be my moon,
Glistening,
With satin boon,
Spend the night,
Grasping tight,
In ecstasy,
Till breaking light.
Invino Veritas
4/28/14
EOF
Wednesday, April 9, 2014
Asteroid
Asteroid
We did not die alone,
Underneath a sky that shone,
With stars and streaks,
And mountain peaks,
Stellar gases and comet speak.
When the hurdling rock,
Brought with it the shock,
Sent waves that fried,
All inhabitants inside,
Who scattered and died.
Their bits torn asunder,
With the asteroid's thunder,
Sent flying into space,
The entire human race,
To find a new place.
Last night, we died together,
On Venus as a feather,
Scattered on Saturn's rings,
Across Titan's ridges, raining,
Into Io's waters, sinking.
When all memory was erased,
With the sun's giant red face,
Warming our distant graves,
Tinkering with the bits we gave,
To the new worlds not yet brave.
When together we again grew,
From the bits the meteor threw,
A thousand years before,
To the dusty martian shore,
To try again once more.
A blessing that we should die,
To give it one more try,
Perhaps in other dreams,
Under distant solar beams,
In secluded planetary streams.
Invino Veritas
4/9/14
EOF
We did not die alone,
Underneath a sky that shone,
With stars and streaks,
And mountain peaks,
Stellar gases and comet speak.
When the hurdling rock,
Brought with it the shock,
Sent waves that fried,
All inhabitants inside,
Who scattered and died.
Their bits torn asunder,
With the asteroid's thunder,
Sent flying into space,
The entire human race,
To find a new place.
Last night, we died together,
On Venus as a feather,
Scattered on Saturn's rings,
Across Titan's ridges, raining,
Into Io's waters, sinking.
When all memory was erased,
With the sun's giant red face,
Warming our distant graves,
Tinkering with the bits we gave,
To the new worlds not yet brave.
When together we again grew,
From the bits the meteor threw,
A thousand years before,
To the dusty martian shore,
To try again once more.
A blessing that we should die,
To give it one more try,
Perhaps in other dreams,
Under distant solar beams,
In secluded planetary streams.
Invino Veritas
4/9/14
EOF
Monday, March 24, 2014
Age Be Not Proud
Age Be Not Proud
Age be not proud,
Thy wisdom shall rue the day,
Rage, rage against the fading fire,
Let not thy focus stray.
Age be not proud,
Accepting the impending light,
Rage, rage against the fading fire,
Against the dying light.
Age be not proud,
Subsides to the rule of youth,
Rage, rage against the fading fire,
Disseminating thy sacred truth.
Age be not proud,
Yield thyself unto change,
Rage, rage against the fading fire,
Your wisdom they'll admire,
And thine light will inspire,
The youth to inquire,
Of days believed to be strange.
Invino Veritas
3/24/14
EOF
Age be not proud,
Thy wisdom shall rue the day,
Rage, rage against the fading fire,
Let not thy focus stray.
Age be not proud,
Accepting the impending light,
Rage, rage against the fading fire,
Against the dying light.
Age be not proud,
Subsides to the rule of youth,
Rage, rage against the fading fire,
Disseminating thy sacred truth.
Age be not proud,
Yield thyself unto change,
Rage, rage against the fading fire,
Your wisdom they'll admire,
And thine light will inspire,
The youth to inquire,
Of days believed to be strange.
Invino Veritas
3/24/14
EOF
Monday, March 10, 2014
Big Bertha
Big Bertha
There in darkness, beneath a torch's flare,
I met my Bertha and her green-eyed stare,
We blasted, together, demons and ghosts,
We chopped up zombies, parasitic hosts,
Surfed a sea of information's delight,
Flying as one in the soft candlelight,
And spired castles we verily breach'd,
Glittering treasures together we reach'd,
Yet as flames of battles past there perished,
It was Bertha's operas I most cherished,
Sweet arias of clicks and of rattles,
Grand concertos exalting our battles.
Ev'n as wings of blue death there pleated,
Bertha sneered, denied she'd been defeated.
Invino Veritas
3/10/14
EOF
Tuesday, February 25, 2014
Drops
Drops
The first drop is numbing,
Cold for a minute,
Sensual like a finger,
Over unfamiliar skin,.
The second drop eclipses,
The first like a rocket,
As it takes a new path,
A trajectory like no other.
But the third drop lingers,
As if undecided,
Then quickly judging
the other two,
With disdain and a childish
arrogance.
But the rebel is the fourth drop,
Because she knows the others,
She is the sum total of the yeas,
Of the nays,
Of the heys,
Because she doesn't give a damn.
The first drop is numbing,
Cold for a minute,
Sensual like a finger,
Over unfamiliar skin,.
The second drop eclipses,
The first like a rocket,
As it takes a new path,
A trajectory like no other.
But the third drop lingers,
As if undecided,
Then quickly judging
the other two,
With disdain and a childish
arrogance.
But the rebel is the fourth drop,
Because she knows the others,
She is the sum total of the yeas,
Of the nays,
Of the heys,
Because she doesn't give a damn.
Friday, February 21, 2014
Pebbles
Pebbles
This bar is a lonely place,
Taking up space,
In the aether between smiles,
Chiseled according to the miles,
Of the patrons and their thoughts,
And if it's one pebble that sees,
The woods from the trees,
It rolls into a boulder,
Bringing something older,
Moreso than before,
But in other ways the same;
Reacting to those who ignore,
Looking to place the blame.
Invino Veritas
2/21/14
EOF
This bar is a lonely place,
Taking up space,
In the aether between smiles,
Chiseled according to the miles,
Of the patrons and their thoughts,
And if it's one pebble that sees,
The woods from the trees,
It rolls into a boulder,
Bringing something older,
Moreso than before,
But in other ways the same;
Reacting to those who ignore,
Looking to place the blame.
Invino Veritas
2/21/14
EOF
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