A Winter’s Morn Unlike the Bard, Who liked the summer, I’ll compare thee To a winter’s morn — A rainy thunder, A midnight breeze, A wild hurricane in that deep blue sea. ‘Cause you’re much more, Than mine eyes could see — Than words could breathe, Whilst this heart doth bleed. (cough) (cough) Every breath […]
A wise-man with frosty dreadlocks, Once galloped up my street. I asked, “What you got, Sir?” He retorted, “Anything to eat?” He had his full; me still gravely famished, I kept quiet awhile, lest I be admonished, “Sir! What is this Life? Pray, do demystify! I don’t want to live. I don’t want to die!” […]
Dear — please don’t hold my world, So tightly in your pretty fingers. Your dainty nails dug in perfectly, Into the bottoms of my throb-less heart. But still – strangely — you look so endearing, Smiling — with red smeared on the tips, You wanted to slay me — and I — And I — […]
Roses are not just red, Violets — not quite blue, This world that we live in, Is shrewder than the shrew! Smiles don’t mean always happy, And frowns don’t mean one’s down, People here judge too quickly, Our feelings — they bring us down! Roses — yellow, black and red, Violets — white, cream and […]