urbansonnets

We bear the burden of impulse and fear,
twin burdens upon our heavy shoulders,
lightened only as our glory flies near
our heads in the wind as the flame smoulders:
Passion and craft are like berries and cream:
a paradox of light and heaviness
that makes new colors, bright as if in dream,
but soft and faded in its creaminess:
But the sea lies behind; the ocean roars
like a furnace of waves, churning out flames
of blue magic; each ripple jumps and pours
itself into itself. Eternal games:
The concept of truth is now so foreign;
to find it seems a most loathsome burden.

Danger, daggers, dragons in barrow-hoards –
nothing could stop them, no one resisted
those fiery hands that fluttered out towards
eyelids of heathens – heroes desisted:
Fury flowed from the firth, necks were cracked back,
and I've lost my place; there's nothing to say
when life is a flutter from full to lack
and all bones from head to neck and back crack:
If heroes can desist, so can this thing
that traced out a path and left it behind
like a thought half-forgot, or smoldering
flames put out in haste – the devil's behind:
Camp and crumble – your choice – or run and hide;
What's a wifey if she ain't down to ride?

He hurled at the harbor and headed home,

His stomach pains recall the silver seas
that he sailed in his youth, south of the ice
and around the islands and mysteries
that he poured into tomes, not once but twice:
The first voyage crossed crisp waves and sharp air
until a hilly land came into view
with cloven furrows and currents of fair
streams stroked with mineral, and clovers with dew:
He hight it Knoll-land for its sloping hills
that pushed gently in green before his eyes;
he heard the Prophet's words, his breast felt chills;
they named the site where the Chosen One dies:
But it was not to be; he sailed back home
on the sea towards his task; the waves wept foam.

A quiet mind is a quick mind in time,

The plan: No rules, no limits, no boundless

On I-95, headed south in vain,

Which way till the war's over? Imperial

It seems like being on top of the world