I Love The Rain
I love the rain on a dreary day. A beautiful day sowed by turbulent, gray sky blasting wild breezes that whip around with drenching downpours
which soak through the core echoing my mood
Poetry
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Nothing Was Real
I drank Modigliani that morning with my eyes, greedily
To the last drop of his brushes caught in the frame of my past
I was thinking of you …
When the Walls Fall Down
There comes a time, when the walls fall down. We see age in the eyes of a friend. We smile.
Some lines for Yevgeny
Some lines for Yevgeny on his departure to parts unknown… Quietly in a cup of hot chai. Besides the swift stream of the living soul
Last Days
‘Twas the ninth of September, That day I chose, To ready myself, For one final dangerous road. Just wanted the fame, the wealth, the prestige,
Where Does your Blood Flow?
Where does your blood flow? What river gives you its roar? On Inauguration Day… For there is a Mississippi that floods my veins And when I hear that roar in my temples, sounds of– –Nashville like an angel chorus… and then it rains… Through my heart… from the Appalachians to the gulf– –of Mexico… across […]
Imperator
A coven of witches and murder of ravens
At the Remington of our last Absolution
For the black waves of despair have reached the heavens
Polarity Inversion
What matters – always surfaces – refuses death. A requiem for life – shadow destroyed by light. And in the grip of swirling hopelessness, a breath
Sparktacular Essence
Sparktacular essence, Trapped in the rain, Filled with light, Yet filled with disdain. Sparktacular gloom, Filtering through wind, Scattering rain clouds…
Words: Stay with me or go away!
Words! Stay with me or go away!
Stretch my veins to catch a ghostly ray!
Oh, Jupiter! Would you please to wait!