water cleanses birth
readies purifies death
cutting with a lathe
gods came to bathe
one by one,
blue skies, sun
Sol, Orcus, Liber
Janus, Jupiter, Saturn
Genius, Mercury, Apollo,
Neptune, Mars, Vulcan,
Luna, Ceres, Tellus,
Minerva, Diana, Venus
prayed in nature’s girth
in maddening maddening earth
I
always try
many new things
this one is tough
pushes you, across the rough
catapults you, into deep dark heavens
Wizardry is required, to break the spell
Once it is broken and you have awoken
Life transcends, broken bends, magic has arrived, make amends
Ashes suggest a burning desire
My heart wishes, it aspires
To come near you, endear you
Potency of my passion
Affection, compassion
You want to be near, yet not so close
fear of destruction, everything you lose
You know my nature, whatever I crave
Nothing survives, nothing stays
Let’s not talk about affection
How about sins
How about grins
How about bins
With haste we speak
What a waste we seek
Sharpening our beaks
To call people names
Putting some to shame
Let’s not talk about compassion
How about lust
How about a tryst
How about mist
In kisses we hurry
In open spaces we worry
Fog makes faces blurry
Allow us to tame
Emotions and same
Let’s not talk about Love
I know about my state
I know about my fate
Who loves me, who hates
For redemption
Forgiveness
I am afraid,
It’s rather too late!
Recognising humans from what they wear
funny money they spend, consume and care
layers and layers, of incoherent importance
Born with a
diamond crusted
platinum adorned,
silver spoon
Raised by virtuosos,
masters of fame
Tricks of the trade
by best in the game
Presents always
glitter and gold
all shiny new
Nothing ever old
Life has been kind,
too kind always
Nights been generous
Sunny all days
One fine day
age arrives
energy evaporates
body survives
all limbs injured
every bone hurts
used to be dames
now death flirts
presents still shiny
chests full of gold
all lose lustre
when we feel old
Innocence remains
The face is the same
Beauty hasn’t faded
It’s your eyes
Your harsh reality lens
And what you sense
Vision is jaded
