Odes to keep

Leavened Bread

The oven cold, a darkened maw

A tale long dead of what it saw

When horror baked a funeral pyre

Of starving corpses drowned in fire

Their ashes scattered, their story told

The past is buried, turned to mold.

And from that filth a beast is born

Some muscle headed far right brawn

To fan again the flames of youth

And burn the books for fear of truth

Hatred fashioned out of lies

Fascism is on the rise.

Love is bandied about

Love is a word that’s bandied about.
“I’d love a Martini” you hear people shout
Across crowded bars where the eyes of a stranger
Make contact, occasionally heralding danger
Of falling so hopelessly, recklessly smitten
Cupid has struck, the love bug has bitten.
The moment may come when vows will be pledged
Two lives intertwined, your future gilt-edged
To have and to hold – and in keeping that trust
Love will prevail, as we know that it must.

Hope

Drink can dull the pain awhile,
Until you face the dawn;
With thumping head and brutal thoughts
You wish that you weren’t born
But then when clarity seeps in, and reason begs you follow
With one small step you realise tomorrow is tomorrow.

Dancing in the waves
A hazy blue funk had descended on me

Plunging me down in sad misery
But just as I sank deep into the mire
A feeling engulfed me and raged like a fire.
You crashed my heart with all of your passion
Reviving my spirits in similar fashion
We danced in the waves of our heightened emotion
Adoring each other with growing devotion
Our life together an ocean so vast
Time had no meaning until it was past
And now we live on in the minds of our friends
Our story continues, our love never ends.

Too late

I suppose you consider the matter so grave
There’s nothing to do and no life to save
This person who loved and was loved for his deeds
Rarely admitted his wants or his needs
Yet now when his need is merely to live
That chance has gone and not yours to give.

Blocked

I thought it was ineffable
Because I couldn’t find the word
Except that one – ineffable
But that would be absurd
The awesomeness of beauty on a scale that makes you weep
Or nightmares in the darkness that keep you from your sleep
Or a sensory experience that you haven’t processed yet
Scraps you noted down in case you ever should forget
Then I hammered on the keyboard with my writing in full flow
But when I read it back again the words just had to go
The empty, tragic whiteness then shouted from the page
Give up your feeble writing, climb off the verbal stage!

So I did

Innuendo

I long to grip you by the neck
And press you to my lips
That’s how I drink my bottled beer
With lusty little sips
And if I crave some further joy
I’ll spread those legs with care
Before I lower
All of me
Inside the folding chair
Where I will bathe my naked limbs
With warming summer sun
And often languish drowsily
Until the day is done

No rhyme

Will we hang her by the neck; will we stone her until dead?
An adulteress and apostate who chose the harlot’s bed
Let’s wait until her child is born before we use the lash
Don’t talk about corruption and the Presidential stash
We need some propaganda, a distraction from the truth –
The slaughter of the innocent and abduction of our youth
To be martyred in a Jihad and receive a nation’s thanks.
Let’s siphon off the money to feed the Western banks
So take that pregnant woman and whip her skin to shreds
We’ll say that it’s Islamic and rest easy in our beds.

Burke’s in Mercs

Somewhere along life’s bumpy road
You’ll see a flash of metal
A cyclist flees the danger zone
As fast as she can pedal
Pursued by diesel-belching tanks
With tinted glass and fog lights
Battle prepped these four-by-fours
Relish urban dog fights
And roar their right to rule the road
They never give up ground
Cocooned inside their vehicles
With quadraphonic sound
God help you if you cross their path
Without the least protection
They’ll cut you down
And leave the town
By easy intersection

Ode to Romany

Lettuce lovely as the dew
I pen these words – they’re just for you
Not the iceberg, tight and mean
But Romany and crystal green
A sparkling beauty on my plate
I think of you and salivate