Gossamer Tranquility

Emotions plough through ancient jungles,
Quivering raindrops and blue hyacinth petals,
Flowing in silent reverie
And unmasked tenderness,
As life lays bare the baroque beauty
Of love in its most tender shades,
Often a sombre pigeon grey
Or a pearl pink of forgotten days.
You shimmer somewhere between
The yellowed pages
Of my battered and bruised manuscript,
And rise up like a mermaid from legends
Of unvanquished and misty Camelot,
As I, your impoverished poet
Fashion words into truncated, broken verses,
Strum the music of a resurrected life
On love's triumphant notes
And infidelity's danse macabre...

© Lo 2007

Posted by Lo at Wednesday, August 22, 2007 | 2 comments  

I smile when I am sad,
I laugh when I am devastated.

Am I sane or insane?

Posted by Lo at Tuesday, August 21, 2007 | 5 comments  

Everything is silent,
Or perhaps that is what
You want.
This single raindrop
Is now my bliss.
I need nothing more.

© Lo 2007

Posted by Lo at Sunday, August 19, 2007 | 3 comments  

I copied this one from Darkling's blog, quite shamelessly. :P

If I were a beginning, I would be: Form
If I were a month, I would be: November
If I were a day of the week, I would be: Saturday
If I were a time of day, I would be: Midnight
If I were a planet, I would be: Earth
If I were a season, I would be: Autumn
If I were a sea animal, I would be: A Sea Anemone
If I were a direction, I would be: North
If I were a piece of furniture, I would be: A loveseat
If I were a sin, I would be: Pride
If I were a liquid, I would be: Green Tea
If I were a fraud/scare, I would be: A Gargoyle
If I were a gem, I would be: An Amethyst
If I were a tree, I would be: A Pine Tree
If I were a tool, I would be a: Pen
If I were a flower/plant, I would be: An Orchid
If I were a kind of weather, I would be: The calm before a storm
If I were a musical instrument, I would be: A Violin
If I were an animal, I would be: A Snow Leopard
If I were an emotion, I would be: Love
If I were a vegetable, I would be: A Cucumber
If I were a sound, I would be: The sound of silence
If I were an element, I would be: Water
If I were a car, I would be: A Mercedes
If I were a song, I would be: Pretty Woman
If I were a food, I would be: Prawn Cocktail
If I were a place, I would be: Venice
If I were a material, I would be: Chiffon
If I were a taste, I would be: Tangy
If I were a scent, I would be: Sandalwood
If I were a religion, I would be: Buddhism
If I were a sentence, I would be: I love you
If I were a body part, I would be: The heart
If I were a facial expression, I would be: Dreamy
If I were a subject in college, I would be: English Literature
If I were a shape, I would be: An Oval
If I were a quantity, I would be: So minute that none can measure me
If I were a color, I would be: Lavender
If I were a thing, I would be: A Book
If I were a landmass, I would be: A virgin island
If I were a book, I would be: Waves by Virginia Woolf
If I were a monument, I would be: The Leaning Tower of Pisa
If I were an artist, I would be: Leonardo da Vinci
If I were a poem, I would be: The Lake Isle of Innisfree by W.B. Yeats
If I were a landscape, I would be: A Mountain Range
If I were a watch, I would be: Devoid of time
If I were God, I would be: Satan, the Dark God
If I were a vowel, I would be: A
If I were a consonant, I would be: L
If I were a formula, I would be: one explaining the secret of the universe
If I were a Science, I would be: Physics
If I were a theory, I would be: Existentialism
If I were a famous person, I would be: Elizabeth I
If I were sport, I would be: Golf
If I were a movie, I would be: Bridges of the Madison County
If I were a cartoon, I would be: Snowy
If I were an explorer, I would be: Tenzing Norgay
If I were a scientist, I would be: Archimedes
If I were a relation, I would be: A nameless one
If I were a river, I would be: The Danube
If I were intoxication, I would be: Lust
If I were alone, I would be: Dreaming
If I were a question, then I would be: How
If I were a hobby, I would be: Reading
If I were a habit, I would be: Twisting a lock of hair with my fingers
If I were in an atom, I would be: Of that of Oxygen
If I were an end, I would be: Emptiness
If I were you, I would be: Continuing with this tag

I would like to tag Bro, Musaphir and anyone else who is interested.

Posted by Lo at Friday, August 17, 2007 | 3 comments  

The spoken word is redundant.

Posted by Lo at Wednesday, August 15, 2007 | 5 comments  

He sauntered...draped in the summer rain. I saw him walking high up, where the goats grazed and the birds flapped their wings beating a feathered morning. He wore white. The robes were snowflakes woven into his brown skin. He did not turn around. My footsteps failed to rouse him from his reverie. Slowly, almost like the mist, he faded away into the viridian forests, the lush undergrowth drinking in the tender footfalls. I became a tormented mountain stream as I rushed towards the green shadows that had embraced his soul.

Yet, he was gone, and I was left to pick up the pieces of my shattered desire...the desire to see him once more...from beneath the pine and spruce trees. That was the first meeting...or perhaps the first vision...of all that meant beauty to me. Beauty beyond divinity. And a love beyond redemption.

Posted by Lo at Monday, August 13, 2007 | 3 comments  

They call me frozen as I refuse to follow the multitude
Of wavering women in need of a man's redemptive touch.
They call me old and worn as my youth remains a proud plume
Refusing to kiss the ground beneath a man' s feet.
They think I need the cold cells of insanity's sanctuary
As I pen down the blood dried words that escape my quill.
They refuse to climb the lofty portals of knowledge's temple
Or wade through the waters of serene abstraction.
I watch them bartering and bargaining lives lived as animals,
While my silence enchains tranquil thoughts to a shattered heart.

© Lo 2007

Posted by Lo at Friday, August 10, 2007 | 3 comments