Arno Le Roux Poems

Echoing The Opus

How did an ancient Opus over millenia survive
Do like weaving, farming, text and song alive
...

Joker's One Way Train

Smilingly hidden cloaked in time's unforgiving shadow
While the coaches rush further, more hours to swallow
...

We Are A Scoop Of Dust

Well trained minds a kill to make
Leave a dust storm in their wake
...

There is a game as old as dare

That when it's drawn as square
...

The Soil Calls Them

Hardened hands food's gateway keep
Of hopes and fears is what they reap
...

Get to meet the oldest of programs that God made heav_nly
To know a woman angry and happy and filled with mise_y

Understand that what they say and mean is a traveling da_t
...

Don't ever miss a ticketed ride the quiet reality train to sleep
Fight her speedy coaches not and blink long your sanity to keep

Too many believe too soon the worry waking hours are for real
...

This morning at 5 began six months before,
A stranger was sent with powers galore,

In one hand her heart the other gripped time,
...

If God Came Down

As ancient feet gently strode, all closed wings
Looking down to where those sweet voices sings
...

When your addiction isn't illegal but bordeline insane
Your thoughts and words and actions become hard to tame
Mind over matter in no way as society the same
...