Saturday, November 22, 2008

Lines of Sand

Then of course it did.
How do we sing these songs?

We sang the night away
Intimidating everybody everyday
Beyond what we knew was true
The outcome came out of the blue

We are no longer her slaves.
The siren song no longer worked on us.

I've become most immune
To those offers of the afternoon
Looking back, I say "No more!"
As I bolt quickly out the door.

I've seen her eyes.
I know her board and many games.

I journeyed off the beach
Out of the siren's accursed reach
But lines of sand remain on the pavement
The leftover of only a poison most fragrant

Tuesday, November 18, 2008

Blue Moon

Snow falls all around me in Winter
Swept away leaves of the hinter
All around me is the cake of snow
Inside I discover secrets unknown

When I'm with you I cannot remember
The toils and troubles of last December
One day I wear orthodontic braces
Today I think of romantic spaces

I sit there calmly on the ledge
I crane my head over the edge
Looking up at the moon I howl with loud shrill
Accompanied by the solstice of Winter chill

Going down the stairs of eternity
Every step the others lost verity
When I hit the floor level I feel that snow again
And all at once I remember how bitter life was then

I smile as my new life comes to embrace me
Cherry blossoms fell again from that one tree
So we hold hands and walk away
Thus is the reality of a stray

Thursday, November 13, 2008

Nightfall Arrived

From the cities plagued with rebel insurgency
To the village where there's no currency
Thrown away into the river wide and deep
Brought down from the sky where gods sleep

Taking a break when the clock strikes six
Fools on street corners envy each others' fix
Some pay the fortune of honest cash
Others fall to their knees for dishonest splash

There walks the women who plays with her hair
The honorable driverby pretends she's not there
There stalks the shady man who folds his coat
The dishonorable one plants his knife in the throat

I am disgusted by the acts and trade of the night
But to many they are what makes things so right
One day maybe it'll all be okay and society's at its prime
But for now they sit back and enjoy the bounty of a dime

When the sun rises and the people are long gone
What remains is the remnant of an old line drawn
As daylight shone we all sing and rejoice that we survived
But it fell to careless candescence when nightfall arrived