Month: Jul 2010
Making Caves [song lyric]
I know a cave
it’s cold and clear and
right beneath my feet
so frozen there
I make my home all
feelings obsolete
I am not sad
or happy there ’cause
all the earth is flat
And all the things
which pass my cave don’t
have the tools for that
Crying in the Dark [sonnet]
Ice crystals fell down from the sky that night
But that was when the moon had flown more huge.
[Its face a look of shock (or was it fright)
At all the futile stealth and subterfuge].
After circling in the snow (footprints new),
We climbed the spiral stairway (silent sighs).
Out of breath, our anticipation grew –
How hard it was maintaining the disguise!
An Ode to Abeyance, Parts 1 & 2 [sonnet]
The Sonnet is my favourite poetic form. I love the discipline and logical flow. 14 lines. 10 syllables on each line. Rhyming according to which school one follows (or I often make my own rhyming pattern). Here are two examples from my oeuvre:
She Said I was a Gigolo [song lyric]
She said I was a gigolo
I didn’t stand a chance
She told them I’m a gigolo
Now they know how to dance
Then she drove on down the line
With a smile – she’s feeling fine
For on their lips there is the rhyme:
He’s a gigolo
If there’s one thing women hate
It’s a gigolo
If there’s a type they love to slate
It’s the gigolo
Though there’s always prey for him
He’s the joke that’s wearing thin
So to make his prospects grim
Tell them he’s a gigolo
The Naked Troubadour 