Siesta
Siesta of the day I take into my arms Blue clouds and white wind Swaying on the hammock in the breeze Shaded by the boughs of hashish trees My pipe is puffed in… Continue reading
Siesta of the day I take into my arms Blue clouds and white wind Swaying on the hammock in the breeze Shaded by the boughs of hashish trees My pipe is puffed in… Continue reading
Soft across the night sent From the wind rising Rain to veil the moonlight Gently from the garden It goes now scented by Desert loam the sparkling Rock world Etched of midnight waters… Continue reading
I peel back reality The lone bed in the cold room And while I yawn now While the ink of the night dries It is to your arms I go To the pillow… Continue reading
Playing my tinwhistle in the sun Morning came and now has gone While I piped a tune for you Blew it out across the blue In the winds that swiftly fly Across the… Continue reading
The bells will ring for us As dusk falls in the moonrise As the perfumes of the night And the blue clouds waft Tolling will follow us After our long shadows go Filling… Continue reading
All beaten broken ruined The golden bands pawned The beds miles apart Under the same roof two Wary sniffing danger The mated animals eye The smoking debris Left of the wedded life A… Continue reading
Sudden thoughts of her smile Far off over the blue valleys Under the diamond bark of the Winter trees In the freshening, the dream of Spring Stirring in the cosmos of the roots… Continue reading
It just went blank Shuddered to a stop Keeled over A grinding halt Dead-in-the-water Finis Kaput The end Of that love Till death Do us Part January 24, 1996 (desmond) About Desmond and Poems… Continue reading
Every hour consumed Each joy devoured All hope destroyed Every single living Part of loves’ bones Broken, beaten, burned In the fist and flame Of the madness she weds The happy bride is… Continue reading