David Bayless Poems

The Beggar
Can one feel the trembling of a beggars cane topped with the peaches from which they came?
Children in an invisible masquerade
Why, Why, Why do they sing coveted by that witch shiny pearls long for the clams
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Her accompaniment filled me w inquiry; a space unfilled
Necessity of her presence compels intrigue
Investigation revels questions of a forgotten land
Notions of her words a memory
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Eyes that invite with a smile
His greeting humbly despised
'Why have you come? '
Gratitude not an expectation
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The Guest
I have not traveled nor traversed
Found no space in empty verse.
Tears bleed the cries of a dead man.
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The Numbered Circle
Rocks would cease to skip; ripples never formed
Devotion to your mask surely man's greatest mistress
Stricken by the beauty of a conceived lie
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Enchanted Walk
I stare at the sun so golden wrapped in orange garments
But blind to this light, replaced by the uninvited gaze of my eyes
Confused, disoriented; where has the fairest of my mirror gone?
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Mood
Lazy eyes, pristine smiles can't seem to see.
It is not the fault of those who watch the woes of another.
How they fear the pain, little does remain of a woman who gave her life to A weeping eye.
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The hard shoe
A woman breaches the door of contentment and smiles with intent
Nothing to be found she leaves the pear beyond the bench where birds feed
How can a man feast upon an empty plate given by a maid with no feathered brush?
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Repetition of the Blinking Eye of a Star Scene in the Nights Sky
What did man do before nineteen ninety-two when the remedy for woes was met
Facades of cries do not reach the sky of a woman
For she is gentle, kind and inviting; but a drunken man with ailment of the hand
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