A collection of poems dedicated to CB

| Your Eyes | Good-Night | Sonnet to Persephone |

Your Eyes

I so want to lie
with you
for hours and hours
and stare
into the windows
of your eyes.

I know they will
take me
to far away places,
nether-worlds unexplored
and mysteries
that remain so.

Glaze, you say?
Glassy
and foreboding
refusing admittance
into a matrix
of riddles.

The lure, the lure;
beacons that beckon
a hungry soul
to taste
the exotic sinew
of life embraced.

It's good to fear
the aftertaste;
all the more
enticing
to explore
and learn.

A belly full,
momentary relief
from the hunger
to touch, to taste,
Only to return
for more.

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Good-Night

Have you gone to bed?
Tomorrow's dread
is nothing more
than a dream
ahead.

From ashes the phoenix
again will rise
to find new film
upon the eyes
of time.

Homeward, homeward;
a journey's end
seems more palatable
than the "gifts" that Terra
soon will send.

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Sonnet for Persephone
[ See Note ]

Come, my muse
and dine with me
if you dare
to taste
my ware.

Prepared for you
an hour ago,
in a secret cove
by masters
of the rare.

The table set
with finery
and lace -
a place
fit for a queen.

Upon your plate
a single seed;
a droplet of
the pomegranate
for Hell is what
you've seen.

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D. .....  Feb. 2002

          





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