The Art of Tea and Poetry

The Art of Tea and Poetry

City of Avenues
Metal rain falls on the City of Avenues / Launched hatred tears into urban skies / Falling thunder pierces fleshed emotion / Hammurabian thought precipitates / Eye for an eye <p…
Molecules of Moments... A Poetry in Pieces
Midnight / / Artemis peeks through the curtains of Night / ascending the stairs to her balcony of beams / leaning over the balustrade / she pulls back her bow to <br …
War of the Words
A page unfolds / horizontally / into a vertical universe… Vowels and Consonants conjugate / charcoaled characters draw their words / silented Syllables scream bloody …
Weathering Whispers
Wrinkled whispers / Kiss my skin / Leaves of life change as / Autumn begins Cultivated currents / Of mellowed mind / Carry me to manors of / Seasoned rhyme <…
Auguries of Innocence
Man is an island of thought and emotion / Floating purposefully on aimless seas / Confusion and conflict float on his waters / Bleeding and aching debris William Blake offered …

The Lioness that Dwells Within

A feline dwells in your caverns of consciousness
Dauntless and determined her insignias of strength
Landscapes withered by winds of shallowness
Embrace her and harrow Man's badlands of descent

Rocks of conformity will bruise perception
Caves of compliance will shun the light
Manufactured mediocrity will overcast oneness
Eclipsing creativity with artificial night

Pave your path through the prairies of selfdom
Even when animosity tears at your flesh
Canyons of coveting will echo their envy
While trails of reality challenge your steps

As beads of exhaustion drip off your body
And welted wisdom breaches and bleeds
Intellectual tears will water possibilities
Awakening the somnolent seeds of your dreams

Crystallize the salt from your silent suffering
Dismantle the dissonance that deafens your moors
Mine the minerals that encumbered your journey
And mold precocious diamonds from their obsidian ore

Pinch of pepper:
Within each one of us a lioness dwells. This poem is dedicated to her.

Morning Ritual
Nocturnal silence... The day is deep in sleep  / shhh!  her mind whispers / morning has not yet broken / going into tip toe mode  / a crick-crack explodes / plastic on plastic startles the air / a neon light flickers into life / a grotesque f…
in the shadows of waning light
two senescent lovers lie / between sheets of waning light. the moon spins the dis·s·ever·ing tale / of their relentless nothingness. / apathetic eyes beseech the dark / for glimpses of deserted memories. two bodies / lie list·less / bre…
Coming Home
Sitting on speed, metal wings in flight / black ribbons below adorned in sequins of light / screeching engines startle Night / as Time descends / Feet on ground baggage bound / metal scales bear the weight of / folded clothes and memories and / gi…
The Desert
Naked wastelands of monotony / Exhausting days of bruising suns / Under a lee of memory / Wayward winds churn crystals to dust Time evaporates into slips of silence / Arid air mourns its temperamental loss / Desert beckons those who are daring / …
Cogito Ergo Sum
Trees of autumn weep their beauty / Aging rainbows fall onto an anemic earth / Intellectual tears of / I think therefore I am / Cry molecules of philosophy / Over deaf grasses of high tech generations / I am the last leaf / Clinging desperately onto…

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