Saturday, February 15, 2014

Supplicant

When those pipes burst
he knew he was cursed
to dream of the best
but live with the worst

to never know rest
or feather his nest
unless (of course) first
he could somehow be blessed.

Friday, February 14, 2014

Input

Every little jingle leaves
a trace of bittersweet
upon the silver surface of my tongue
I'm just a strand that's incomplete
the craftsman deftly weaves
into the cloth that has yet to be hung.

Thursday, February 13, 2014

Changing

Mothering the brood
can put one in a mood
if you let it

wiping asses stinks
but only takes a couple blinks
then forget it.

Wednesday, February 12, 2014

Reciprocal

The wind knocks some snow from the trees
the coldness creeps in by degrees
when glistening whiteness is fierce
wherever it happens to pierce

but the sun is returning the warmth
we've felt for it all these years
and if we're still here in a month
we'll cheer when the chill disappears.

Tuesday, February 11, 2014

Indicative

The breadth of the web
depends on the strength
of the ploy (which can ebb)
reducing the length

The depth of the den
is designated by
the need for a pen
or wide open sky

The bloom of a berth
is no measure of
the occupant's worth
compared to their love.

Monday, February 10, 2014

Resonance

You can hear the churchbells ringing down redemption for the throng
promising to pardon those undone by doing wrong
and though it seems salvation's been a longshot all along
I feel my faith reverberate within me loud and strong.

Sunday, February 09, 2014

Preponderance

I pondered my purpose today
(for at least 5 seconds I'd say)
to seek an enlightening clue
but nothing revealing came through

so I simply went on my way
and pondered my purpose today
when I had rare moments to think
for I felt I was close to the brink

of discovering something profound
which made my lagging heart pound
as I pondered my purpose today
dismissing this current dismay

with confidence I will soon see
a meaningful motive to be
a nobler cause to covey
than the purpose I pondered today.

Saturday, February 08, 2014

Intimation

The hands of time are callous claws
that grab one by the throat
its visage overcome with flaws
and anxiousness to gloat
its former mane is sparse and gray
much like the winter sky
reminding me again today
there is no time to cry.

Friday, February 07, 2014

Chaser

I spied a creature crouching
upon a moonlit hill
but I was busy slouching
and it denied my kill
because it heard me stomp.

The wily beast kept going
kept lurching through the bog
but its fatigue was showing
as I began to slog
my way across the swamp

for everywhere were broken
brambles from its flight
my hunter's heart awoken
I stalked it all the night
a truly splendid romp!

Thursday, February 06, 2014

Fifth

Five was such a flash
and I can't seal the gash
through which the seconds pour
but wish for many more
while savoring the bash
for he whom we adore.

Wednesday, February 05, 2014

Illustrated

I found some old pictures of friends I once had
in happier days when I was a lad
before I found out most things go bad

We were all smiling like I used to do
when everything seemed so special and new
and I still believed that dreams come true

I found some old pictures of friends I once had
and for a brief second I was glad
but then I just continued going mad.

Tuesday, February 04, 2014

Agenda

The meeting of the mindless has begun
and it should be a barrel full of fun
exchanging better ways for shlubs to shirk
they love their jobs so never have to work

does every outfit have it's share of duds
secure because they're the owner's buds?
There are more important battles to be won
it's time to spew my spiel so gotta run!

Monday, February 03, 2014

Chipping Away

I wish that I could think of something clever
but it's not like you can simply pull a lever
and witty words come pouring forth ad hoc
especially when you approach the block
but if you find it's metamorphic rock
it could be the greatest fodder ever.

Sunday, February 02, 2014

Touched

This is my hypothesis
of why a god seeks mortal bliss:
imagine knowing everything
but never feeling love's sweet sting,
the passion of a long wet kiss,
the turbulence a touch can bring;

to crave such sensual delight
can surely cause internal plight
for beings from a higher plane
when fierce reactions snap the rein
which interrupts their holy flight
for fleeting joy despite the pain.

Saturday, February 01, 2014

Succession

When Janus opens up the door
then Februus comes to the fore
inviting Mars to hurry through
so life can spring forth and renew.