Freestyle
Lady
Of The Lake
One less
November,
one less
promise kept.
There is
a hollow here
where the
ground was broken
into a
coffin sized hole;
a part of
the geometry of passing.
I could
feel your tiny feet above me,
pressing
down the grass,
while I,
yet weightless,
seemed to
be sinking further and further away.
You
couldn't see me, unruly bangs hanging down,
eyes
squeezed so tightly that the tears beaded
on your
lashes, but I was here, looking up
at you,
my little Angel, dressed up so fine.
Remember
darling what I told you;
that,
that stone represents God's perfect patience,
that what
was once sharp and rough, with time
and
dedication, became smooth and round.
I told
you, that because God's will shaped that stone
that he
would always hear you when you held it...
Only, I
neglected to tell you, thinking that I had time too,
that He
wouldn't always answer.
Soon
baby, November’s coming to an end.
Latin Villanelle
Matador
(the duellist)
1. I
am your matador, si, 'tis a vaquero pas de deux
2. my
hands can't touch your vermilion skin
3. the
sanguine blush slowly seducing you
~
4.
Their adulation rings false, yet strangely true;
5.
crowded stands disappear. It is only us, my twin
6. I
am your matador, si, 'tis a vaquero pas de deux--
~
7.
where those that cannot comprehend, span a multitude.
8.
Does a thirst for blood rage only deep within
9. the
sanguine blush slowly seducing you
~
10.
with the ritual of the phoenix, so oft renewed
11.
and so we fearlessly beckon; let this dance begin!
12. I
am your matador, si, 'tis a vaquero pas de deux.
~
13.
The roar is thunderous; the mighty bull we slew
14.
the rapier to the heart, thrust deep within
15.
the sanguine blush slowly seducing you...
~
16. I
dare not raise my eyes to view
17.
Your blood stains crimson eyes chagrined
18. I
am your matador, si, 'tis a vaquero pas de deux
19 but
this sanguine blush has claimed us too.
QuickStep Renga
In partnership with Kymie
Dancing
With Memories
Remember when we
danced, frenzied feet a flurry?
Summer in sepia
in un-abandoned desire
petitioned future's dismissed
in light disregard
of youth's ungainly passage-
Summer waxed full
till Fall's solemn appearance
stagnated swing's tempest song
With passing seasons
photographs were dusted off.
Did you remember
how the juke box jived baby
how safe you felt in my arms
softening you up
for my trails of slow kisses:
the moonlight hid us
Winters chill an excuse for
blankets of hugs so tender
I got you home late
your dad under the porch light.
Storms passed in his eyes
We never had enough time
time became our enemy
It's good to see you
reunions sure are funny
we're in winter now
let's dance like back in the day
knowing there's no tomorrow.
Waltz Sonnet
A
Waltz to the End of the World
Isabella,
dance with me to world’s edge,
waltzing beyond these choral choir sounds--
'pon decks of burnished teak, a whispered pledge,
the heretical truth: "This world is round."
A soft-spoken promise, simply to say,
"Let us sunder oceans' fabled wonderlands,
where sailors fear where giant kraken stray
and ships haunt ghostly shores that once were manned."
To take this challenge and with ink struck bold --
a commission to quest past yawning brink
and disprove all that we had once been told,
praying these dead trees float, and do not sink.
To joust with Church's established rendition;
reforge our destiny --inquisition.
-It is not commonly known that the Catholic Monarchs' Ferdinand and
Isabella of Aragon and Castile; the King and Queen that unified Spain
and
drove the Moors out off of the Iberian peninsula, were in fact rebels
against the church. Isabella in particular despised the secularism of
Pope Andrew and she found a fitting conspirator in her cousin Ferdinand
of Aragon. Through wily marriages into the Holy Roman Empire, Anglican
England and the Kingdom of Portugal, as well as the military conquest
of
Venice, whose merchants' threatened mother church; these two monarchs
surrounded themselves with powerful allies and at
the same time made the church beholden to them. By far the greatest
risk that they undertook however, was commissioning Christopher
Columbus
to sail to the New World in the Santa Maria and the two caravels, the
Nina and Pinta, thereby undermining the Catholic Church's hold on
Europe
and encouraging the rise of Protestantism. If Columbus had failed
though, and the world remained flat, Ferdinand and Isabella would have
been
the laughingstock of the western world and their credibility and power
even in their own country would have been greatly diminished. It is one
of the greater ironies of their legacy, that it was the Catholic Church
itself that authorized them to begin the dreaded "Inquisition," via a
papal bull, but the success of Columbus and the wealth and power that
it
brought to Spain ensured that the "Catholic Monarchs," could in fact do
what they willed, all in the name of a church that no longer had any
power over them.
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