Archive for April, 2010
Poem 1
Your aura was the first I saw
Full of flowers, especially the rose
Even in the night pedals bloom in awe
To move my hand in the air, open and close
As to attempt to feel the presence
The majestic and unordinary essence
Of pure unhindered sunshine
A star in the eye of mine
Which always remains
In sight but out of touch
Poem 2
I proposed marriage to the air last night
For your essence lingered afloat in passing
As for a moment I could grasp a bushel
Of pure essence of love in your fragrance
Where the ethereal takes some physical form
Materialized by genius of being
A mist of casual release
That in a failed attempt to bind I asked
Would you stay with me forever
Which only left me a faint trail to follow
Poem 3
What lines of love I carry across the earth
And songs I sing and praise of love in Johannesburg
The places I have seen far less entice
Then her curves, her mountains, valleys, and springs,
Dark natural beauty, the source of beginnings,
I place my heart and faith in your city
Which so designed has taken all I have to spend
And all I have to give
In return, I can hold onto its jewel
Far more precious than rare metals of a star
Shining with greatness so as one can see from afar
Makes the burden of feelings carried a weight of worth
The songs I sing and praise of love in Johannesburg
Poem 4
I wish to tremble with your touch
To desire, to fly in emotion in flames
Feeling the burning and seeing the bright
So as when I finish I return from wood to ash
Completely run through with embers so as
Remains of which no life could be
Distinguished by the black resin of
Passion extinguished for the excess of
Air that fed the last morsel of life inhaled
The Tree No More
I decided to move out of the trees
Pinocchio nor raw wood no more
For I was tired of being written on
Of truths amongst trees of things that fall
Of which the world has no care for at all
Among them I had more than seen enough
Many of the same thing discussed anew
Of which I choose the rank and folly,
For a better view of humanity
Of which chaos is a great refuge for sanity
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Pardon my ignorance on the definition of trust,
Play it hard, play it rough, all for this I must,
Firm reliance on the integrity, ability, character of these persons,
For every step forward I take, in its name it worsens,
For once what was a reliance on something in the future, hope,
Now appears to be doubts, of which we ask can love cope,
A charge of which is laid, a breach, of which confidence,
Has no fidelity or virginity anymore, its compliance
And compromise, versus my vision of us together
One which is that of affection, faith and love forever.
Version 2
Pardon my ignorance on the definition of trust,
Play it hard, play it rough, all for this I must,
Firm reliance on the integrity, ability, character of these persons,
For every step forward I take, in its name it worsens,
For once what was a reliance on something in the future, hope,
Now appears to be doubts, of which we ask can love cope,
A charge of which is laid, a breach, of which confidence,
Has no fidelity or virginity anymore, its compliance
And compromise, versus my vision of us together
One which is that of affection, faith and love forever.
But what surprise should I have for love and hate of Greatness,
In God We Trust.
