Thursday, November 19, 2009

Reality's Grasp - 3WW CLXIV (Obscene, Accident, Loyal)

Lucy lost her diamonds
as death rained from the sky
Honolulu Harlots
just goose stepping in time

As obscene is the night
searching hard for the sun
an accidental flight
finds solace on the run

Loyalty trumps anguish
the curtains fall away
sunshine blinds the seeing
the darkness lights the way

Transparent the porters
of yesterday's high mass
It seems she's losing grip
on sweet reality's grasp

Wednesday, November 11, 2009

Beneath Time's Current - 3WW CLXIII (Errant, Hanker, Murky)

Errant rambling - stumbling through a stagnant land
Hanker - suppressed - stranded exactly where you stand
Lost in confusion like the murky lust of yesterday
Skating through the heavens with flask of old pulteney

Where are the children - torn from sullen mystery
Swept beneath time's current - in a flash of ill travesty

Sour are the memories of a menacing decree
Crouch beneath the stars - staring down on me
Someone rolled a thunder across a leaden sky
Stripped to molten core I hold my head and cry

When were we children - in a life rewound and played
Straddled by the living times - now wishing we had stayed