Showing posts with label Quatrain. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Quatrain. Show all posts

Saturday, May 21, 2011

The Numbness

Double helix, connected naught,
Synaptic integrity, divisive-lost,
Surging symptomatically, tightening brindle’s grip,
Who’s to blame, purging this apprenticeship?

Cylindrical cycle of crimson red,
Violent exposure to words unsaid,
Accentuated flux sucking clean,
A once constricted grasp careens,

A dream concocted from clay and sand
Intricate nuance betrayed by plan,
Valhalla’s arrival, at long last,
But first, a hero’s shadow I must cast,

The war within, the fight to live,
Apostolic effigies drained by sieve,
A war internal, its fragment’s break,
Which path should a shadow take?

Untold measures preach and spout,
Plausible deception sheltering doubt,
Crawling bandaged, along withered walls,
Crevice crumbling, hope- sputters, stalls,

Mesmerized by crushing dawn,
Puppet strings to wounded pawn,
Surreal focuses accost,
Past and future lines are crossed,

Blinded parallels,
Nuance’s known too well,
A vicious corrosion time does tell,
Forgotten baseline for a damaged shell,

God of thunder, God of War,
End this suffering, Ares, Thor,
Sinew strapping limbs with ease,
Convictions, corrections, I cannot appease,

A fragile illusion, possessing slow,
Embers floating just below,
Rerouted forth and back,
Premise diluted by deluged attack,

Trapped like beast, within a cage,
Key dangling, beyond reach, inspires rage,
A throne in Hell awaits my seat,
No pomegranates left to eat,

Non-existent reprieve,
Colliding rhythms, myopic disease,
Separate-Reignite, I tyrant, I slave,
Chaotic ramblings of laws once paved,

Save me now, save me here,
 Forfeiture, I’ve let go of fear,
Legacy surrendered, a shallow rendition,
Bed of coals burning skin, feeling nothing in this condition

Wednesday, May 18, 2011

God's Creation


Jiminy crickets I should say
We’ve danced our feet another day
So many form, so much inspiration
Truly blessed are God’s creations

I could climb the summit high
And lack any fear that I could die
Foot to rock and rope weaved with hand
Fully engaged in his wondrous plan

Sparkles flash throughout the night
Meteoric rise so large and bright
It is from your gracious majesty
We are blessed to travel on such a journey

I am but one, member of your flock
Each day more join with each tick of clock
Waiting for a miracle to spark interest in their life
Eliminating ennui and the ever endurance of strife

Jiminy crickets I should say
We’ve danced our feet another day
So many form, so much inspiration
Truly blessed are God’s creations