Autumn Is Here

For now the heavy laden bows will sway
The roots grasp tight the sodden ground
And colors blanket the landscape vast,
For Autumn now has come to pass

Painful Resignations

A world full of faces
None of them have names
Numbers on cards
Played in a game

Corperate constructions
Shambling like zombies
Waiting for Friday
Drinking like donkeys

Children to feed
Spouses and sex
Child support
Sent to your ex

Dogs, cats, house
White picket fence
Or landlords, loud neighbours
Paying the rent

Dreaming of mansions
While you clock in again
Its the dream of a nation
Of faceless women and men

Pencil

What beautiful lover is this?
That I have seen light,
truth, beauty, majesty
addiction.

What horrible fiend is this?
That I have tasted hell
Twisted, horrid, despicable
divine

Light

Light becomes
diamond headache
brightness in the eyes
aye aye aye
get some shades
hat with brim
gone are diamonds
here are pearls

Or Am I Still A Caterpillar?

Words cannot express
what the caterpillar feels. 
Am I a butterfly yet?
Or still the cocoon?

Sad Kaiku

I smile.  I'm laughing.
I make a friend laugh as well.
Wish I could feel it.

Hi Hum Ding!

Hi guys.  I'm just posting something not poetry for a change of pace,  to see if I can do more personalised entries.  I don't want it to become the focus of my blog,  I'll mostly stick to poetry and prose and leave journalling to the occasional post.

Right now I am literally sitting in a coffee shop,  sipping cocoa,  enjoying a grilled cheese panini and reading a book about blogging.  I want to improve this blog.  So as a test of how many of my followers actually read this blog,  post a comment to let me know if you want more personal posts about my life or if I should stick to poetry and prose as the major format for this blog.

Have a great day everyone!

Sympathy Symphony

A warmth begins growing inside me,  a tingle in the belly,  a softness in the brain,  a tightness in the throat.  Beauty.  Such beauty. I feel the perspiration on. My palms and rub them together,  clasp them together,  whence before they grasped the arms of the chair. A clam my sweat and chill roll down my spine,  my ears feel too large for my body and ache like a belly punch,  my feet grip my shoes, and I cannot bear to blink for I may miss one moment,  one moment in which all wonder and majesty unfold before me and leave me gasping for air from the lungs that had long since died and we're laid to rest by the angels.

The girl on stage has ended her song,  and the audience applauds,  to my chagrined I applaud too.  For in that moment though strangers,  I could feel her mother beside me,  and imagined what it would be like to be in her shoes.

The daughterless mother weeps for the songs that have never been sung,  the plays,  the dances, the dates.  All I can do is watch the joy on the mother's face and imagine how it could have been.

Anger

I wanna scream
I wanna swear
Fuck the universe!
Fuck the whole damn world!
I feel like a bitch
I feel like a witch
Gonna cast my spell
And get my fix
Release my fury
All the goddammed shit
I feel like hitting the walls
I feel like pounding the floors
I feel like smashing the windows
And kicking down the fucking doors
I wanna scream until I'm hoarse
I want to send things flying
Today I'm so goddammed angry
I feel like I'm dying

Timmies

The wind flows in a river of white around my feet.  I brave the undertow that threatens to pull me down amongst alabaster waves that roar and froth and leave eddies in their wake.  I barely make it to the stock square door before the winds make their last attempt to drag me under.  I don't have to wait in line long,  few would brave the winters storm,  but for those few who call the brown box building home,  a day like this is just another day.

Patreon

Just a reminder to anyone who visits my blog that I do have a patreon account where you can support me and my writing and art for only $1 a month.

 https://www.patreon.com/strangeseraph

Me And McGee

Me and McGee meet at the diner.
I order coffee, he orders water.
"So what's this about?" I ask him frankly.
"Oh it's nothing," he says, "Just want you to marry me."

Anxious

I hate this wait
This burn this hate
When a friend is on the bend
And you are on the mend
And you wanna help her
Without opening your own old wounds
And they plead with beggars eys
For you to give the prize
He's the balm to heal her wounds
He's the dream that makes you swoon
Another date, or else a friend
The choice is easier
So your friend is on the mend
And you are on the bend

Bus

Gasping for breath.
Squeezing through walls of wool and synthetic fibres.
Flesh briefly touching mine.
Awful. Moments of eyes staring into mine.
A child squealing like a caged animal.
Sympathy and agony from me.
The doors open suddenly and we flow out onto the street, a grateful smiling laughing  people.
Gasping for breath.

Monkey See

Monkey see monkey do
Monkey steals your love from you
Speak and see and hear no evil,
Rob your heart a monkey will do
But a monkey isn't mean
Give his heart a monkey does to!

Too Many Friends

Friends are a wonderful thing.  When they are there.  When they are gone,  sorrow,  sorrow.

Here comes the sun!

Bright rays shine on me
Every color is golden
What beauty is mine!

Seasons Ungreetings

It is so damn cold I can feel my descendants shivering, my brain is on melt mode, my mind bears striking similarity to that Styrofoam tray of ground beef at the back of the freezer, my thought leak from my nostrils in a dribbling river of Elmer's glue, my ears ring in time with a nonexistent church bell foretelling the ominous mortality of my existence. The water freezes as it falls and becomes snow. If I stop for even a moment my soul may freeze with it.

Saving Time Haiku

Give me a dime sir
I will save you some time sir
Money wastes time sir