Monday, February 1, 2010
Monday, January 18, 2010
Mirth
Good weekend. Hike of epic proportions, making for a good story. Kentucky win (its Cat-City Baaaabeeee!). Catching up with *not just one* but TWO old friends! And now a poem that I wrote a while back for an previously mentioned friend (a small prize for whomever can guess who it is about):
Erro
I am a waif seeking my hearth,
In the middle of this blinding blizzard.
How do I find myself, withering in a tempest
That is beyond the bulwark of my lighthouse?
Where is the beacon amongst these furies?
I seek the lyre that marshaled the Agronauts.
But without a steersman, my rowing is in vain!
Amo te, mea cara, sed non amas me.
Tibi canto hoc carminem, mihi dices tamen nihil.
As lonely as a cloud: Erro,
Bound by the judgment of unrequited love.
Yet, I must forage ahead into the depths,
Into a mirthless madness, a tearful sadness.
Sunday, January 10, 2010
Thinking
Wrote this for my friend. RIP buddy.
Blessed
Dearest friend, on this lonely night,
To you, I thought that I may write.
Marvelous fun had we, many a time,
Be it capricious jests, or silly rhymes.
After countless joys, only now a tear,
Sadly I am without you I fear.
But to have known you: for that I'm blessed!
Content, that in celestial arms you shall rest.
And now this final sentiment I share:
Tibi, amice, semper pulcher.
Tuesday, January 5, 2010
The Reading Railroad
Completed:
- "The Enchantress of Florence" by Salman Rushdie
- "The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Universe" by Douglas Adams
In Progress:
- "Kim" by Rudyard Kipling
- "The Restaurant at the End of the Universe" by Douglas Adams
Now another poem written about another dear friend:
Summertime
The sailboat clouds waft across the blueberry sky,
And I see the jacarandas sighing,
Giving away their children to the soft brown earth.
I stare at the heavens, watching Zephyrus
Coax the marshmallow puffs to and fro,
Sitting with my darling, sharing a lolly,
Hoping summer never ends,
Like this shaggy-dog yarn, lazing about the lawn,
Or the single cherry blossom lingering on the big old tree,
Not yet ready to let go.
Ah! Those popsicle summers, with my lollipop lover,
And the dreams of a childhood, past and gone.
Saturday, January 2, 2010
A New Year
Woohoo! We beat Pitino! Another poem to start the new year. This was written a while ago for a dear friend:
A Vernal Waltz
As the morning dawns, we survey the stony path,
And we step gingerly upon the pristine ground,
Watching dew drops kiss fragile shoots.
The day is new, and we careen into the strange lands.
Furtive Apoidea flit unseen amongst our arbor neighbors,
While we frolic together in the springtime splendor.
Sweat beads on our foreheads as we weather high noon.
A reprise! The grand forest engulfs an emerald glade,
And we slip into the soothing embrace of a mountain steam.
Alas! The sun is falling, and time now belongs to the stars.
As the light bursts into brilliant orange, then soft burgundy,
We cherish a glimpse of a purple phantasm in the treetops.
Now night, the jacarandas wilt upon the velvet earth.
The path is worn, buttressing into a quiet end.
Yet, our friendship endures, a frieze upon the cornice.
Saturday, December 5, 2009
Football
We are 8-0 woohoo! Also, random tidbit: Notre Dame is the Duke of college football. They are overrated.
Thursday, December 3, 2009
Another Poem
Love is like a sad-faced clown
Love is like a sad-faced clown,
With salty tears that tumble down,
Her face, as they paint the world with cheer,
Trying to banish that awful drear.
Every day she prepares to play,
That false facade, that sweet charade,
Of happiness that can never be,
A wondrous joy that would set her free.
I am like a jester's frown,
Amiss amongst the vibrant life 'round.
Caught in this torrid misery,
Until my love returns to me.
I lived, I loved, I was her crown,
Yet, she left me and this town,
For that seductive tempter and his ilk,
Thinking greener pastures of that filth.
Now I hope to find that thug to strike,
He who stole my love, my life.
And so I famish, filled with tears,
With loneliness that only her heart could clear.
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