Posted on October 19, 2013
Blitz Poem
21st Century Words
Walking around naked
Walking around blind
Blind to danger
Blind to reason
Reason to wander
Reason to question
Question the people
Question the times
Times are coming
Times are passing
Passing through life
Passing through woods
Woods of triumph
Woods of greatness
Greatness of soul
Greatness of creation
Creation of the Universe
Creation of life
Life to be lived
Life without seasons
Seasons following each other
Seasons marking our passage
Passage through the wilderness
Passage of lovers
Lovers and families
Lovers without ending
Ending in grief
Ending through silence
Silence the thunder
Silence the people
People of freedom
People without reason
Reason with your mind
Reason with your heart
Heart made to be broken
Heart pounds with anxiety
Anxiety of a rage
Anxiety of our era
Era of reason
Era of vanity
Vanity without fairness
Vanity without beauty
Beauty in nature
Beauty in harmony
Harmony in song
Harmony in our existence
Existence in peace
Existence in war
War
Peace
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Posted on October 25, 2013
my forgotten regrets
autumn leaves
autumn aging
aging daily
aging slowly
slowly never noticing
slowly without warning
warning my impatience
warning one another
another day is passing
another man for me
me and you were happy
me and you were free
free to love each other
free to be ourselves
ourselves then just you
ourselves without end
end the final phase
end our vibrant days
days of wine and roses
days now forever mine
mine to find myself
mine and no one else
else I should forget
else I lose my gift
gift of my creating
gift with no strings attached
attached to your ego
attached to conventions
conventions and a congress
conventions that are norms
norms rules regulations
norms destroying originality
originality in my art
originality in my expression
expression of love
expression of life
life of growing weary
life of growing old
old is what I’m growing
old is what you’ve become
become another person
become another man
man of great talent
man who’s lived his time
time to just move on
time to say it’s over
over but not forgotten
over without regrets
forgotten
regrets
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Posted on February 4, 2014
The Meaning of life
What’s the meaning
What’s the rhyme
Rhyme without reason
Rhyme me in time
Time to follow
Time to achieve
Achieve a goal
Achieve a “something”
Something to live for
Something fantastic
Fantastic as in magic
Fantastic as in false
False modesty
False caring
Caring just for your ego
Caring just for yourself
Yourself as in “ME!”
Yourself and no other
Other than glory
Other than panic
Panic and flutter
Panic to live
Live for some plan
Live for a hero
Hero and fighter
Hero and god
God of your fathers
God of your past
Past “what” I would ask?
Past without memory
Memory of existence
Memory of love
Love as a token
Love as reality
Reality of what?
Reality of attraction
Attraction of gravity
Attraction of void
Void is our memory
Void our existence
Existence to be lived
Existence just being
Being what you are
Being without pretension
Pretension of greatness
pretension or ambition
Ambition to be recognized
Ambition to be famous
Famous and applauded
Recognized in “the end”
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Posted on March 4, 2014
Compacted Labyrinth
Anxiety knocks
Anxiety shocks
Shocks the victim
Shocks her soul
Soul fixed in horror
Soul emptied spirit
Spirit without life
Spirit lost in long nights
Nights without sleep
Nights lost in fear
Fear of tomorrow
Fear of “who I am”
Am I a monster
Am I the prey
Prey of society
Prey of my fears
Fears of being cheated
Fears of being damned
Damned by the prophets
Damned by my failure
Failure to adapt
Failure to be loved
Loved for herself
Loved for her existence
Existence – sad reality
Existence without friends
Friends that search her out
Friends to love and listen
Listen to her feelings
Listen when she’s afraid
Afraid of being rejected
Afraid that she is worthless
Worthless stupid slut
Worthless toy thrown away
Away in some empty gutter
Away from understanding
Understanding where’s her place
Understanding and confident
Confident that she will overcome
Confident that she will fall
Fall into a black hole
Fall into depression
Depression – self-deprecation
Depression just to float
Float without tomorrows
Float inside her mind
Mind lost in a labyrinth
Mind compacted
Compacted
Labyrinth
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Posted on October 4, 2014
Murano Glass
In this bright morning
In this morning of autumn
Autumn of my life
Autumn leaves still fall
Fall from the broad trees
Fall in the whispering wind
Wind impetuous and strong
Wind of life’s change
Change and maybe perfection
Change or maybe rejection
Rejection of old mind-sets
Rejection of dark shadows
Shadows of constant war
Shadows of the cold winter
Winter grows quickly near
Winter and bright fire lights
Lights of a happy season
Lights that warm my heart
Heart of this old romantic
Heart of a pleasant story
Story of peace tidings or
Story of wispy phantoms
Phantoms for Halloween
Phantoms and dragons
Dragons sweep the sky
Dragons full of magic
Magic is all around me
Magic is in the first snowfall
Snowfall down in the valley
Snowfall silent and clean
Clean for the first hour
Clean like a sweet dream
Dream with bright fairies
Dream of crystal gems
Gems in the treasure chest
Gems and sparkling colors
Colors of each season
Colors in earthy paintings
Paintings in the gallery
Paintings on my walls
Walls in a class-room
Walls made of transparent glass
Glass in delicate shapes
Glass from Murano
Murano is near Venice
Murano calls me to visit
Visit her island paradise
Visit before winter
Winter
Paradise
(c) G.s.k. ’14
Posted on October 22, 2014
I’m late!
I’m late he said ..
I’m late for my date!
Date for the royal tea party
Date with the bloody red Queen …
Queen of Hearts who’ll rage!
Queen who’ll cut off my head,
Head and maybe my ears,
Head because I’m late!
Late … I’m very late,
Late for the garden party …
Party among the roses
Party with roses painted red!
Red and white make pink –
Red the color of my blood
Blood that might flow today –
Blood if I don’t run through these trees!
Trees with flowers growing all in a row
Trees decorated with globes,
Globes of bright shiny colors,
Globes and tea cups as well …
Well, I met up at last with Alice
Well, now I’m off the hook ..
Hook and a crooked crook
Hook and an Cheshire’s eye
Eye of a spooky cat,
Eye for these odd details,
Details for her fantastic story
Details and nonsense poetry …
Poetry and nursery rhymes
Poetry and short stories …
Stories invented for Alice –
Stories for a summer’s day.
Day of sailing down the river
Day with friends and children
Children, Lewis loved dearly,
Children with whom he felt free
Free to live in his imagination
Free from cumbersome adulthood.
Adulthood lacking innocence …
Adulthood he abhorred.
Abhorred he societies grown-up games
Abhorred he sexuality …
Sexuality he never quite understood
Sexuality where he was quite stunted
Stunted and maybe undermined …
Stunted, yet he was a genius
Genius in Wonderland
Genius for his Alice …
Alice
Wonderland …
G.s.k. ’14