Leapoems

commemorating Leap Day

unloved poem

 

Life, such a joker

Listening to the words rip me insane:

"I don't love you.  I never did.

When we touched, when we kissed

it was just skin on skin,

the power and glory of biology."

And though I know I'm not the only

lonely one,

it's not true that you can't miss what

you never had.

Smoggy, rumbling traffic.

Walking against the gray backdrop

in the rain.

A garden of red, red roses

grabs blurry, raw eyes.

Beauty loves forever.

 

 

 

Piscean Poem

 

Sugary roofs

Bare trees

White sky

Rickety truths

with these I try

to create a reality

a place to live

until I die

Seasons rain or snow and bluster

Reasons ebb and flow, or cluster

Me, I rarely know what must or

must not be done.

By firelight or blazing sun

still darkness remains my

one true friend.

Comforting because

they aren't true,

If life could be a dream

and never end

If I could be the me

that I pretend

If reality and dream could

each transcend,

take on each other's

point of view

Sugary roofs, grains of truth

Sweet treats, bare trees

Snow-white skies

Seen through cloud-enhanced eyes

Life's but a dream in disguise

 

 

 

haikoan

 

Impermanent soul

moving through the changes

of the universe

 

Leaping between Feb./March 2008 (c) Laurie Corzett/libramoon