Inner monologue
It’s a prison –
why can’t you see?!
No bars can hide my truth
and in this cage my soul flies free.
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The Forgotten
What is Jane Doe’s maiden name?
Who is this woman of mystery
who left home and hearth to follow John
into the dark of an unknown future?
Who was the bright girl behind this cold woman?
Who remains to remember her?
Who remains to care?
The Warrior
Charging forward undeterred,
a locomotive will;
screaming down the steely tracks:
a warhorse off to kill.
But Sleipnir’s stalwart progress,
which lead to victory,
was remembered by his victims
quite in infamy.
Ilunga
If you should hurt me,
I’ll give you a smile and then
turn the other cheek.
If you trouble me again,
I’ll explain once more
and pray you learned your lesson.
Should you wrong me thrice,
I will break your shallow pride
and hound all your descendants.
Cualacino
Warm is the home
whose tables bear marks
from cold glasses.
Cold is the home
whose furniture lacks
any laugh lines.
Pena Ajena
Go away.
Do not approach me,
do not talk to me,
don’t even look at me.
It’s enough
to have watched you fall
but I’ll not face you
ignorant of your sins.
Pochemuchka
Why do you never remark on
how much I flub and flounder
when you queue such querulous quips in moments
where only a few minutes of mindfulness
would ease the ache attached to one’s soul
which strains itself with such graspings that one
can barely breathe while deigning to deliver
what answers one is able to arrive upon.
Gigil
Oh, how that creaseless smile
strums my heartstrings
and tugs at my memory.
I reach out to touch that joy,
and revel in remembrance
of golden days gone by.
Forelsket
The sight of your smile
throws me into the heavens
to drift amid stars
whose radiance pales before
your bright prominence
which joyously draws my eyes
back to my beloved’s Earth.
Meraki
My gaze discerns the nature
of beauty lying within
a deceptive container.
My hands are shaking
yet still act with courage
to draw forth the hidden.
My throaty whispered words
breathe a meaningful truth
which animates newborn figures.
A (wise) man of two faces 