See the mighty tremble.
Earthlings shaken dumb,
Winged Creatures flee at his sight,
for their flight is just
a grasp away,
from the Kraken.
Fire from their mouth,
just a flicker,
before the fiery wash
of the Kraken.
For there is a Kraken in every ground,
a leviathan in every sea.
Mar 18, 2020
Mar 18, 2020 at 4:25 AM UTC
The sunset calling birds home
And winged creatures to rise.
Bidding earthlings farewell,
Arousing the next hemisphere to light.
Home coming to us,
Tugging our beings to freedom.
Oct 15, 2017
Oct 15, 2017 at 11:39 AM UTC
Wrapped in the fireplace
of your arms. Warmed by
the trust in your smile.
The night and our love
Are acquainted. You cuddle close
and feel my heart. I brush your
hair away from your face.
The window and the rain
Are old friends. Soft candlelight
washes over our skin,
soft music over our repose.
The ambiance and timing
Couldn't be better. I look
down at you, you're falling asleep.
I kiss your forehead
and whisper, Sleep well.
With eyes closed, you sigh
and reply, Then don't go.
Jun 14, 2016
Jun 14, 2016 at 5:51 AM UTC
Upon the arboreal dozed and limb,
Extended coccyx serpentine loose,
Throne of inspection, tenet and dumb
Stillness hunts akin stealthy Mongoose;
Except for the natal locomotive
Soft deep sufficiently immense purr
Emanating from some industry; effective
In the cover of the thick supple fur.
The lord of his unconquered empire,
Thrives on flesh and quenches on milk,
Wintering unperturbed reading the fire
That flickers, gleaming his bed of silk.
Ever landing on appendage quadruple
Acrobatic athlete not soiling once his back
Consummating in strict concealment marble
Couch of perpetual indulgence buried black.
Jun 23, 2012
Jun 23, 2012 at 5:35 AM UTC
My two decades of existence
Keeps me glued to the classroom furniture
And the male colleagues too
Not leaving behind the city lady
The holidays argue out my freedom
And am let loose into the countryside
To the domicile of origin.
This company that I need so.
Of the human species **
Looking for all but to naught.
They all be teen mothers
Trampled roses, imprisoned souls
I miss the beauty of the flowers
And the noise of ****** laughter
Cruelly held away from me
By these a bit too early mothers.
Nothing seems to get better,
For the light denied countrysiders
Will a sight appear in the sky?
Or an angel drop from the heavens
To bring a huge handed message
To grab the fifteen years old woman
Back to the classroom
So that am not a grandfather
At thirty years of age
Slacken your pace oh teenage woman!
Jun 23, 2012
Jun 23, 2012 at 5:35 AM UTC
Scatter and throw,
Seed to sow,
Virtue to grow,
Schoko pro,
I love you so!
Jun 23, 2012
Jun 23, 2012 at 5:35 AM UTC
Horror horror horror
Sorrow sorrow sorrow
Why did it have to happen?
You birds in the air
What were you doing that you did not sing
Songs to keep our dad from leaving
To hold him a little bit longer
Listening to your sweet moving melodies
And you sun
Oh mighty ruler of the daylight
What were you doing at the tropic of Cancer?
When he fell to the dreadful cancer?
Pass on to Capricorn and do not hover
Above the region of the equator.
You are to blame you stars
That moved your wings so gaily
And caused your eyes to twinkle so merrily
That you got the attention of our beloved father
Caused him to leave us
Mesmerized by your beauty
Hide your fire you stars
And keep the charm of your beauty
To them that are worth its attention
But why our dad?
Who had given all to charity?
Sacrificed what a man can’t; a family
And got a larger one of twelve thousands
Taught us how to live
And lighted the path of glory for us
Our hearts are stone-heavy
At the loss of our beloved dad
We loved you dad and still do
And know that you loved us too
But it had to happen, rest in peace.
And you moon
You know how he loved to smile
Then you stole the chance
And smiled so charmingly wide
When all his sons were asleep
And your charm attracted our father
To come to the broad heavens above
You are to blame too.
But I now give you the assignment
You heavenly dwellers
All who contributed
To the departure of our dad
Sun shine upon him all the days
And make your sister the moon
And her maidens the stars
To attend to him for eternity
Oh mighty ruler of the daylight
Make the birds to entertain him
Till all of us meet him some day
Let your golden rays surround him in majesty
Give him your seven-colored scarf
The rainbow medal
For a life lived to the fullest
And for a race run, completed and won
We shall miss you Geoffrey Griffin
Rest in peace dad.
Jun 23, 2012
Jun 23, 2012 at 5:34 AM UTC
Is there more that I can do?
Tell me that I may hear
I will readily do that
Sacrifice all to do it
Open up girl to my pleas
And respond that I may know.
Not less than four letters
Have I jotted in a row
All in the name of love
Have you ignored it?
Please don’t
And if you have,
Do not keep it in your heart
Respond that I may know.
Do not keep me any longer
In the painful suspense
Poised between rocks of anxiety
Finding the delay irksome
Itching for something to happen
That you will let me know
What you think of me girl
Is there anything
That I as a man have not promised?
Paradise, Heaven, Stars, full moon
And even the rainbow
Haven’t I girl?
I now promise you my love
But do you promise yours?
Respond please that I may know.
Jun 23, 2012
Jun 23, 2012 at 5:34 AM UTC
I saw a very old woman out in the cold
There was rain
There was a hyena
Eager to take a piece of her
And she cried out feebly for help
And she was answered
Or rather she now had company
A red-eyed and horned monster
It trampled on the only hope she had:
The feeble voice
Muted like a zombie
And the beast
Coughed out a fire of destruction
Breathed immobility in her
To eager but not quite able
To lick away her life as well.
Helpless, rejected and dejected too
Talk of desolation and poverty
Never again back to her land
Her only inheritance; and heritage too
The woman dies of hunger and disease
The monster wags its tail in joy
Then turns back and leaves her
Unburied, unattended, unmourned
Left her for the hyena to do the rest.
Jun 23, 2012
Jun 23, 2012 at 5:31 AM UTC
My hair stood on end
And I strongly felt my pride bend
I was afraid you could hear
As my poor heart beat frantically with fear
That I would not please you
That you would overlook me
On that first day I saw you.
Walking in springy steps like a fairy
And wearing a smile that melt my heart
Met in a handshake,
Felt the tender touch
I still couldn’t out make;
“Aren’t you hugging me?” Ouch!
On that first day I saw you.
Hoped that the handshake
Will go above the elbow
Felt my mansion of desires going loose
My submarine of hopes going afloat
My dove of love on the shove
On that first day I saw you my love.
Jun 23, 2012
Jun 23, 2012 at 5:31 AM UTC