Blue Jay

A son and a man,
In ash covered land
The man not a fool,
And yet;
Did not that third,
It's absence,
Bring grief, concern?

One pictures the void
One shudders-
But is it perhaps better?
For my world,
Teaming with the many,
The other,
Seems but hollow illusion
And the false hope
Brings my soul friction

For those faces-
Though they may conceal
Love, thought,
A blue jay on a wintered peak-
So often conceal naught but snow,
and an endless veil

Adam was found lonely and
God allowed that exchange
Of rib, for his Eve

Oh how I would gladly give
My rib for my Death!
If it meant my Eve,
and was the only means

For this fruitless search by day
That has yielded only serpents
May yet kill me, anyway

World War III

Two of them, side by side
On the river bank Delta
Watching, full of wonder
As a corpse boiled the water
"Look," says one to the other
"He must have had a demon."
To which the other replied-
Most unfortunately-
Could not the water be the meaning?
Then, as the first man's face
Became wrought with fright
Man himself ceased to be
And again,
All became starless night.

untitled

I thought of it a gift,
With drinks and warmth between those involved
And so, like a fool,
I left the party
For the yard.
For since the gift was to be shared
Between me out here
And them in there
What happened may have happened
For reason less than chance
Since it came to me without a glance
With heels on my toes and lips to my ear
And whispered,"I leave you"
-without the slightest hint of fear-
On that day my eyes fell ill;
Glasses were prescribed
And to this day I sometimes curse;
It had to be my eyes?
For the sky is not as blue
And the dew has lost its glitter
Yet to the cold I am not numbed;
Alas- I still shiver.