Rousseau’s Waterfall

The waterfall-Where?There in the corner-The tiny one there?Simple in its space-Gentle Rousseau, can you hear us?With the hidden figure-We’re bringing brushes and paintsIn tall grass watching-Oh heavens gate!As small deer gather-Certainly a leisurely passion.Behind the large tree we lean upon-Truthfully? It’s light …With large leaves shade-Better than that portrait though,Giant haystacks-Painted facing the stars,Lead toContinue reading “Rousseau’s Waterfall”

Waiting for Moonlight

I stand upon the sandy dunesWaiting for the moonSinging catchy little happy tunesI’ve been waiting here since noonIt rises in the eastThough I’m bad with directionsIt doesn’t bother me in the leastI’ve been taking up collectionsSet up a chair and a standI whisper created fortunesNow I’ve got a bandThe profits in the marginsMoonlight won’t youContinue reading “Waiting for Moonlight”

The Darkest Thought

“I am the creature who smells your darkest thoughts,” said the creature. This was true. It was the source of its greatest power, and its greatest weakness. “And am I a pleasant aroma?” I asked. I walked lightly upon the tatami mats. The traditional grass and rice straw mats padded my footsteps as I movedContinue reading “The Darkest Thought”

I Don’t Say I Love You Enough

I love youI don’t say it enoughBut I hope I show it In every look and interactionWhen I wake each dayYou are my motivationWith every touch and caressWhen I look in your eyesMy heart is yours; capturedWaiting for me In the eveningTo end my long dayI love youLet me say itShowing you every day TheContinue reading “I Don’t Say I Love You Enough”

The Dark of Night

The dark of night, furthest from the dayLeads me into the darkest shadows.Where imaginations come out to play;Dance upon my mind’s dark gallows.See where the moon dare not glow.Open your eyes wide to the possibility.Prepare your heart for the gruesome showBrought to life by an unholy trinity.Me, myself and ICome for you, yours and yourself.OhContinue reading “The Dark of Night”

Faintly In Memories

The scent of your perfume remainsFaintly on the bed sheets where we used to layThe early morning sun streams through the curtainThin shadows form across my faceAged by each morning I wake without youI miss you, though not as much as I used toMy heartbeat echoes faintly in the room we used Your ghost stillContinue reading “Faintly In Memories”

This Shot of Whiskey

The thoughts of you float through my memoriesThis shot of whisky fuels my whimsyI want you with meI left in the morningMy stuff in my handsMy heart stayed in your handsThis shot of whisky calls your nameMy lips do the sameMy heart still lays in your handsMy mind can’t erase the image of your faceMyContinue reading “This Shot of Whiskey”