clever and crafted
Her claws have become clever
And crafted
picked and plucked
Between a Colgate grin
with halo, a razor edged Frisbee
she became a demon
the cutting and slicing went on for hours
between the slinging match
and jewellery showers
she threw the ring
and the porcelain thing
I once prayed to
Has hairline cracks induced by hate
Has the last supper ready
On her spinning plates
A genius of emotion
I will never understand
Nor can the man be single filed
Yet, first to point the finger
Father child
Daddy produced a demon
Tempering anger
The few are St. Sebastian
unappreciated
Tonight
The loneliness starts
In crippled hands
The fracture parts
Our fragile bones
The zodiac zones never worked
The ringing tones repelled
Where once a call
Was magical spell
Today it grates the senses
In the unexciting hell we find
A vacant barberella bombshell
A sea creature swam hurt
Blond locks mask a curt retort
And he became a doubting sort
So easily
fooled
I hope your tail finds strength
In swelling seas
And that you may find sanctuary
In jade or turquoise murky depths
And that you don’t forget me
Sinking with my outstretched arms
Passing the childhood charms of oceans gone
He loved the female form
A Pisces one
Sensitive
Strives to be alone these days
Longs to rule his Neptune throne
Clasps trident violently wrong
Frightened by her demon tongue
Wilted
Using palms
His eyes are sometimes shielded
A frightened animal
Alone.
2008 Pete Crompton
My Thanks to Mcalmont-Butler
And crafted
picked and plucked
Between a Colgate grin
with halo, a razor edged Frisbee
she became a demon
the cutting and slicing went on for hours
between the slinging match
and jewellery showers
she threw the ring
and the porcelain thing
I once prayed to
Has hairline cracks induced by hate
Has the last supper ready
On her spinning plates
A genius of emotion
I will never understand
Nor can the man be single filed
Yet, first to point the finger
Father child
Daddy produced a demon
Tempering anger
The few are St. Sebastian
unappreciated
Tonight
The loneliness starts
In crippled hands
The fracture parts
Our fragile bones
The zodiac zones never worked
The ringing tones repelled
Where once a call
Was magical spell
Today it grates the senses
In the unexciting hell we find
A vacant barberella bombshell
A sea creature swam hurt
Blond locks mask a curt retort
And he became a doubting sort
So easily
fooled
I hope your tail finds strength
In swelling seas
And that you may find sanctuary
In jade or turquoise murky depths
And that you don’t forget me
Sinking with my outstretched arms
Passing the childhood charms of oceans gone
He loved the female form
A Pisces one
Sensitive
Strives to be alone these days
Longs to rule his Neptune throne
Clasps trident violently wrong
Frightened by her demon tongue
Wilted
Using palms
His eyes are sometimes shielded
A frightened animal
Alone.
2008 Pete Crompton
My Thanks to Mcalmont-Butler
Francine
Fri 31st Jul 2009 21:00
C'est triste...
beaucoup d'émotion...
pas de surprise là... avec toi...