[To my love, my light: Madox...]
My love for You, Son
Is no different today
...
Robed with my Glance
Sits a man with Like mind
Breathe I feel his Self saying
...
You with nothing as you say
You with everything
You with the power that took
You without power but position
...
Last spent in bloodied high heels
at that Gallery of wine
on top of his desire.
Speaking in false voice,
...
Stripped of Center,
Fat with superior skills:
To earn, gather and plant.
Dignity, Humanity and Honor -
...
Not a Poet, at all. Element.ary)
Animosities' Zoo
[To my love, my light: Madox...]
My love for You, Son
Is no different today
than it was the moment
You became inside me-
I am Nothing more than
an empty Shell without You.
My distance is only to
Protect You
from what follows me.
O’ what a scare my Eyes will give You.
For my Soul’s been taped;
but not before being raped.
The mending takes time
and I will not have You staring,
Standing
Eye to Eye
While I fight to recover
my smiling Eyes.
Stop Your Searching
for ‘Mama‘s Car’-
or [i]Me.[/i]
I begged God
to have pity upon me.
With his Mercy,
He spared Your
Sacred Soul
from All - or any
Animosity.
[i] Or so I Force myself to Believe.[/i]
Quin Faas, I am hardly a poet either but you have a knack for words. Keep writing and I will continue to try to decipher what you are trying to say. And thanks for the kind word!
I like your style Quin, it's a bit like my 'less is more' way of writing, have a read of my work. Fondly, Jerry Hughes