smiles

spread your wings, my soul immortality be my goal and passion my shining star to carry me so far above the dreamless herd i only need one word - love - to soar above higher - ever higher to deathless desire yes, go ahead and smile so will i - after a while and so will he with the cruelty from which passion is born and you with worldly scorn but i in happy memory the trade, i feel is fair for what else is there?

myself: a fragment

under a tree, all by myself i wrote a poem about an elf a wizard, and a unicorn and a princess who wished she had never been born ergath the elf was very short he was a mean and violent sort filled with grievance against his fellows and not inclined to be kind and mellow wando the wizard was short and round and dispensed his magic by the pound set himself up by the side of the road and offered to lighten travelers' loads roger was a unicorn of all his illusions he had been shorn he had been a philosopher for a while and had forgotten how to smile the princess was a prisoner of all who had betrayed her she was the meekest of the meek and tears rolled down her shadowed cheek

lines

o have i been forgotten has now my life been spent? has the road ended down which my steps are bent? o world do not forsake me o eternity let me live! i had so many dreams i had so much love to give surely there is some mistake surely it can not be i falling through the laughing clouds down the indifferent sky

doom

come away with me, love come away with me let us wander through the meadow let us drown in the sea they hate us for our beauty they hate us for our love no one has ever loved like us beneath the stars above o why do they hate us why do they hate us so we have eternal passion but nowhere - nowhere to go let us wander through the desert through the endless sand let them find us there together expired, hand in hand let us find the road to nowhere and walk it to the end let us embrace the horizon whatever it portend come away with me, love come away with me let us wander through the graveyard let us drown in the deep gray sea

the flower

after the storm of passion - after the rainfall of lust - the solitary flower stands still in the shiny dust the smirking sun is rising - clenching its fiery fist the flower can only await its fate unable to turn or twist the tiniest bug can scamper away the smallest bird find shade the flower can only await its fate an unchaperoned maid

poem

the universe is a fading rose trembling on ballerina toes plucked by invisible hands and tossed upon windswept sands the sands are our immortal souls disappearing down black holes never to be seen again until the dreamer wakes - o when? when will the sun return? when will the flame burn? when will the trees walk? when will the grass talk? when will wise men climb down from the walls and listen to the rain as it falls washing away their prophecies like dandelions laughing in the breeze?