These first twa (two) ur (are) Scots lowlain (lowland) dialect. Ah (I) was a'playin' aroond.
A Verra Bad Poem (Verra=Very)
In self-imposed exile; here we sit,
Upon ma stallion's back a bit, (ma=my)
'Neath them neon skies above;
In this haven, I sae love. (sae=so)
Gane the pain, gane the wae o' His curse; (Gane=Gone, wae=woe)
Tae ride as Death withoot recourse. (Tae=To)
Father's love for me seems none;
For what I was, ain't no fun.
I kilt na ane, na snatched ony soul.
(I killed not one, not snatched any soul)
Wae tae a hated symbol's toll.
(Woe to a hated symbol's toll.)
A bonnie lad; o' ma ken,
(A pretty lad; of my knowledge,)
Pictured withoot ony skin.
(Pictured without any skin.)
I desaired it nae, an' run fro it;
(I deserved it not, and run from it;)
Fro ma destiny, I hae quit.
(From my destiny, I have quit.)
Sae here we sit, on the edge, (Sae=So)
O' the universe's ledge.
Awa' fro ma damn-ed (I still don't have an accent to put over the 'e'.) Astral hame,
(Away from me damn-ed Astral home,)
Ma life winna e'er be the same,
(My life won't ever be the same.)
Here; in ma dear lover's arms,
She-deil wi' sae monie charms.
(She-devil with so many charms.)
*****
Anither Verra Bad Poem
As I rode by, ye called ma name.
An unco thing for me tae bear. (unco=unusual)
Maist yearn me afar fro them, (Maist=Most)
Yet ye was just standin thair. (thair=there)
No fear in yer eyen, that I saw. (eyen=eyes)
Brave lass; wha seeks ma soul tae bare.
Ye, wha sees me as I am;
Shall I ask, or dae I dare;
Why did ye stop the likes o' me?
A monster in the eyen of men?
Ye roused me aff ma pale steed, (Gold steed, really, and aff=off)
Smiled, caressed ma face, an' then
Ye offered me oblivion.
Aye, a seductive thocht, I thocht; (thocht=thought)
Was tae forget mysel, and
By a lassie's lust be caucht. (caucht=caught)
'Tis been a while, oh aul' langsyne. (With Macha as consort? Yeah, right!!!!!)
('Tis been a while, oh old long since.)
Ye luved me strangely in the nicht,
You loved me strangely in the night,)
With wirds tha' mitigated (wirds=words)
Ma waes, an' every blicht.
(My woes, and every blight.)
Ye wore me doon in ither ways,
(You wore me down in other ways,)
But ye shanna hear me complain. (Compleen don't rhyme with hain.)
(But you shan't hear me complain.)
Ma bonnie lass, ye brang me
Tae a verra fainfu' ha'in.
(To a very pleasant haven.)
Ye mak me canty, aye for ance;
(You make me happy, yes for once;)
Mak me forgit the pyne I wrought
(Make me forget the pain I wrought)
Through no faut o' ma ain, lo'!
Through no fault of my own, love!)
Nou, y'asks me tae grant the lot, (Nou-Now)
Tae sair me through eternity; (sair-serve)
As ye had nou, with ane request;
Just tae by ma protege,
If I'd think ye nae a pest.
Sure! Why no?
*****
Back to plain English, for the sake o' ye bleedin' Yanks.
Musings
A child she was, when she needed me;
Yet cold to take my rescue, was she.
Soon; not long, she fell in love with me;
For a relation of poetry.
With the mortals, she couldn't relate,
For it turned to be one of her fates
To question the motivation of all.
Pleased she was, to meet the poets' call;
As she tore my heart out with her pain,
Though I knew my heart would be regained.
Our love; so strained, did defy nature.
I constantly had to re-assure
Her, since 'twas hard with The Veil betwixt us.
For our dilemma, she did much cuss,
And throw many tizzies,
Though for how beautiful our interplaner liason was;
She became a bi-polar nightmare for it.
*****
Auld Langsyne. . .NOT!!!!!!!!!!!!
My silly idealist, lost in dreams.
With bladed weapons on her walls,
Adopting the culture not her own;
She longed to walk my castle's halls.
Not long after the day we first met;
My eternal one, my property,
My ever devoted protege,
In verse she declared herself to be.
Of course, it didn't turn out that way.
Not that I cared to own anyone,
But lo; what that lassie put me through!
She constantly had me on the run.
How oft' did I need to rescue her;
My dear runt, with a warrior's will?
The one who refused to compromise,
In the face of reality's fill.
What has to fear, one who's liege is Death?
You have asked, what can one do to you?
Kill you? "Yeah, well bring 'em on!" you said.
Reckless fool, e'er out to misconstrue
What life is all about.
*****
Damn, I Lost One
Northwind, southwind, whirlwind, proceed.
A vision passed me, but to leave
Me alone in an early eve'.
Could you not listen to Death's rede?
Couldn't you slow, and introspect?
Hey no! Old words you did neglect;
For in your pain, you could not heed
The commands of the Higher Laws.
Oh, curse your blindness, and your flaws.
You strayed from the destinied (Dialect, OK?)
Path that you, yourself; had chosen.
I long for oblivion's den,
As I lose another, to lead
A much detoured path on the road
To me. Alas, I could not goad
You to follow your Higher Need;
E'en with the force of my power.
Despite due rewards; too sour
Was life, for you.
*****
What's Done Is Done
You revel in your paradise,
As you're in my arms. Cheek to cheek
We stand, yet you dwell on recalls
Of what was, and all the pitfalls
Of the decisions you once made.
Will you ever be at peace, love?
Will you ever "be" in the now?
Is there a way I can somehow
Make you see it was all worth while;
And you have nothing to regret?
Nothing could have happened faster.
Sorry, I was not the master
Of your destiny. I could not
Have manipulated your world
To destroy the choices you made.
I could not have risked that you fade
From my future reality.
*****
Red, White, and Black
A rose of red, and a rose of white;
You've given me. The red for the blood
You have shed in your reckless passion
That has never known sense or ration.
The white is mine for the innocence
That we've never really lost; for love
Has always been with us, although strained;
For The Veil between us has pained
Not only you. So many tears fell
From both our eyes in the greatest frustration
At circumstance. Oh, never again
Shall we know the horror of the 'Then'.
I smile, and close my eyes as you kiss
Me on the temple. Your arms 'round me,
As always; so gentle and tender.
Forever your ways will now render
Our woes of the past.
I give you a rose of black,
For Death, and the Unity of All.
*****
The Waking Dream, Repeated Again
Despite the fire before us,
Our breath turns to an icy mist;
Yet I'm unaware of the cold,
For reasons too many to list.
I sit here with my eyes closed, and
My back's against a satin sheet.
We're wrapped around each other now,
Surrounded by electric heat.
My thoughts are scattered to the wind
Of the storm that rages outside.
My concentration is shattered
Into a chasm, ever wide.
We hold each other one more time,
Like we have so oft' in the past.
You make me feel sanctuary,
As you make the night last, and last.
Here, you keep me in a state that's
Completely indescribable.
My attentions can't stay focused.
In chaos undeniable,
My mind does reel and revel much.
In the overload, you provide;
You take me way past and beyond
A Tuatha dream, I must confide.
You bring back times I can't recall,
As I drink your tender warmth in.
I nigh fade, as you contain me.
I've lost where you and I begin.
Your sweet caress, your firm control
That I've to myself, relinquished;
Is beyond all expectation,
And past all that I could have wished
As I've surrendered to you
One more time.
*****
Censored Title
I find you in front of the fire
Perusing our works from long ago,
To the verses we've writ yester-night.
You're still unaware of me, my jo.
I read your thoughts and your dreams in stealth.
As you cover my past words to you,
I feel so inundated by your love
For me, and my flame is lit anew.
I take a forceful step to the couch,
To let you know that I have landed.
You look at me, smile, extend a hand;
With your affections ever candid,
And welcome me to your side. Were you
Expecting me, I'm prone to wonder;
As you're there in the form I prefer.
I'd rather now choose to be under
A lassie's gentle hand, than what you
Have considered an ideal gift
For me. What use have I for a man
To stand at my side in defense? Shift
Your daydreams to reality, for
My realm is a land of peace, and there
Is nothing to protect me from, dear.
Have I the courage, and do I dare
Ask you to stay like this for me, now?
I'd so like to rest against you,
With you holding me close to yourself;
Though I'll admit, since honesty's due;
If you want more,
I winna fecht ye aff. (I won't fight you off.)
*****
A Vague Description Of What I Wouldn't Specifically Admit To Under Threat Of Being Burned At The Stake, Keelhauled, Drawn, Quartered, Racked, Or Anything Else.
What's it to be outside of gravity,
In the loving arms of eternity?
I was pulled past the bounds of sanity
In a rapturous sensuality
Where I was made to innovatively
Lose myself again. Serendipity
Was mine once more, though in my company,
I never really lose that state. For me,
There is no finer a reality,
Than being so allied to make us three
As one,
And I never know what to expect.
But ye gods! If there's anything beyond
What you then put me through, I think I'll pass. I swear I felt I was going to explode over all four walls and ceiling, and you two would have had to clean up to mess.
*****
Title Censored
You always wondered what I saw in you.
Perhaps I'm not as selfless as you think.
I have future knlowledge. I know you well,
And if you would consider me a fink
For what I am, I wouldn't tell you this.
I do much revel in you devotions,
Your love, and your maleability;
Your creative spirit, your wild notions,
And your desire to please me, as well.
Yes, I play coy; but to cater to you.
You're worth many a compromise to me.
Never has a mortal won my heart. Few
Even cared to try. How can't I value
Your promises, and what you've done for me?
I confess a vested int'rest in you,
My High Priestess of art and poetry.
My future apprentice, and protege!
You; who've turned yourself into a great gift
To me. I accept you, and promise you
I'll do all I can to raze any rift
Between you and your future happiness;
My most esteemed art project, to be.
*****
Cheer Up. Things Aren't That Bad
In melancholy, you walk for me;
Much delighting in your misery.
Oh, what a great paradox you are;
And though you oft do your best to mar
My general peace of mind, I say;
That you're worth it to your dying day.
You so often have me shake my head
In complete amazement. You have led
Me to realms past all understanding
In psychology. Comprehending
You is past most, but I don't care.
Thank you for continuing to fare
On your distasteful journey,
Considering the pain of it.
We'll meet again soon enough, and remember this:
The greatest intimacy in all reality
lies in the sharing of the minds,
And we have that now.
*****
The One Way Glass Between Us
You lay there again, thinking of me,
And your thoughts are like an open book.
I now see the visions in your mind,
And I will admit it hurts to look;
Though at the same time, your love's a drug.
It being that we are planes apart,
Your density's too low to see me,
Or feel my presence being there. Start
To wonder; I do, if I can wait
Like I have been telling you to do.
The pictures in your head are tempting
Me beyond my limits. I go through
You, when I try to caress your face.
I can see you well, but not touch
You, 'cept like an ephemoral ghost.
What I'm going through is pretty much
Like what you've been complaining about.
You broke me down. I'll invade your dreams
To-night, but I'll make you forget them.
I know you well enough. Yes, it seems
For you to remember our intimacy would destroy you;
And for me to continue to withdraw from your affections
Is not something I can keep on doing any more;
Lover.
*****
Redirect Your Focus
The journey of life is never easy,
But take a look at how far you have come.
The journey lessens with each step you take,
And you come closer with ev'ry daybreak;
To the time we'll 'come again, as one.
The Veil grows thinner as each day passes,
And you take note as my voice 'comes more clear
To your perception. Soon you will be here
With me, and I'll never lose you again.
The intensity of your love for me
Is not yours alone. I shed my own tears
Over your pain, and I miss you. The years
To travel really aren't that long. Reflect
On your life, and note how fast it did go.
Yes, waiting makes time seem to stop; so why
Don't you stop waiting, and start living? My
Dear; I tell you again that I'm always with you,
And we'll be together on your terms, soon enough.
*****
In The Twilight Of Your Life
Come on my love, and take my hand;
As we walk to the promised land.
The journey's long, the journey's slow,
But there's no other way to go.
The trip is life; a migration
To your sought-for destination
To the final sanctuary
Of mine abode. Eternity
For our love is the end reward,
When The Ferry's finally moored
On the dock of mine pretty isle
Between the worlds. In a wee while
Longer; I'll be yours, you'll be mine,
And you'll ne'er again, have to pine
For the two you so adore. Dance
With me in this dream of yours. Chance
The fact it is not just a dream,
For your reality may seem
Not terribly conventional;
But with interdimensional
Affairs regarding two Gatekeepers,
How can you question it, or anything?
*****
I'm Here
Remember me,
When you're feeling down,
And you think you need a rescue.
Just think of me,
When all hope is gone,
And life seems like it's Hell for you.
Invoke me when
You come to a wall.
I promise that I'll take your cue.
I'll always be
At your side henceforth.
It's now time, to collect what's due.
I'll take your hand;
Soon enough, my dear.
Yes, you'll be joining my milieu.
You've seen the light
For the final time.
You will never have to renew
Yourself in life, again.
*****
Congrats! I Now Hate The Illusion Of Time As Much As You Do!
The past, present, and future I can see;
For the divisions are the same to me.
I can perceive the final destiny
Of all that bears my int'rest to degree,
And causes me to turn my thoughts, like she;
The one destined to be my devotee,
Apprentice, and lover in poetry.
Thoughts of her should lead to serenity,
Yet instead, she brought much turmoil to me.
There's a time when my bane is telepathy.
When one can feel the pain of one lonely
For revisions of ancient memory
Of the sweetest love in eternity;
The great pain I feel for her misery
Of her not being able to foresee
Our precious, and ultimate unity,
Rips me asunder. Her past bigotry
Postponed our togetherness for a wee,
But remember! For your life's agony,
You left a path of tremendous beauty
In art, for those who choose to walk it.
*****
As If I Didn't Know Better
Iconoclast, defiant one!
The spurner of the world, for Death!
As we now draw closer to embrace,
Yourself in all, you soon must face.
Your flaws and glories nigh to come,
Under your historic review.
Are you content with what you've done
With your life, and rues; have none
To keep you thinking of the past,
And what you may have wrought diff'rent.
If ev'rything's OK by you,
We'll face a future very few
Can even catch a glimps of;
In our serene ecstacy, undying
*****
A Potential Make-out Session
In darkness, my mind is floating in space;
In a fair dream of what I may soon face.
Inspired by visions of another;
In who's attentions I often smother,
Much like a nitrous oxide overdose.
In her images of holding me close;
I'm with her and my love of ancient time,
In double embrace of seduction's prime.
I'm not sure I can be where she sees us.
Will my reality e'er be as thus?
Oh; I don't know, but the intentions sure feel nice.
The upside of being a telepath.
*****
The Longings Of A Promise Shared
I said I'm yours, you said you're mine,
And time would ne'er tear us apart.
No care, how many lives you lived,
Our memories would stay at heart.
In dreams and ancient visions
Which you could not ever forget,
I'm with you, and I'll never leave;
Though you and I must suffer yet
For just a little while longer,
As The Veil is still between us.
For our pain, we write our verses,
And I suppose that is a plus;
For when we meet in my realm next time,
We'll never be apart again,
And a trail of beauty we'll have blazed,
For when our happiness was razed.
*****
End Of First Archive
No comments:
Post a Comment