Poetry of Existence
 

We

 

 

Every

human dilemma

 

Holds a scent

of the absurd

 

Like a closet

full of old clothes

 

Waiting

for

a repeat performance.

 

 

Sombre  

October 23, 2013

 

Today

 

 

Today you

Do not mind

The rough brush

Of my word-palette

 

As day breaks

Your morning.

My mouth

 

Sweeps

Over yours.

You listen

 

I am heard.

 

Like a sun ray

Flashing fiery tones,

 

Like the moon guardedly

Speaking to earth,

 

Like the wind's ears

Scanning the crawling ground,

 

Like a saw tooth knife

Slicing the morning dew,

 

You hear me.

I exist 

In your listening.

 

You practice

Loving me

Once more.

 

 

Sombre

October 23, 2013




Memoir

 

 

Sweet-souled, cocoa-crested, dark-invested, near,

I was your chocolate-layered Psyche, dear.

 

Now I sweat desire-rain where you had lain,

Search flowerbeds to catch your scent again.

 

Selene-bewitched I hang out with the stars

Cloud-bequeathed I dare beguile Mars.

 

Yes, I am gone as gone as one may be.

Look now within and surely you will see,

 

My memoir resting on your purple heart,

My jealous spirit- a major work of art.

 

Sombre

10/25/2013



 



 

Dia de lost Palabras

 

Waylayed

By

The world's affronts:

Parabolic interstices

 

Upon my life's epic.

I am

Losing words

 

Day by night

In dizzying

phthisis.

 

Sombre

October 23, 2013









Obscure Lucidity 

(After Franz Kafka)

 

 

In the darkness

Of obscure light

 

When the unseen eye

Omniscient like sunshine

 

Seduces the mind

To reverse its trajectory

 

Outwards

And fly into

The I,

 

 

Time, the stranger,

Ironic keeper

Of heart beats,

 

Refuses to back down

Forces self-delusion

Upwards.

 

I name it

Truth.

I am a child

 

Once again,

A parable of myself.

 


Sombre

October 23, 2013




 

Monk of the Screw

(After James Joyce)

 

 

 

Across the road

In dankness

Walled away

 

He lives

Monk-like.

Occasional

 

Erotic dream:

Wet, wondrous

Wicked, warped

Wild

Whimper.

 

Uncertain pleasure

Robed in sackcloth.

 

Ashes on the way.

 

Sombre

October 23, 2013