Tuesday, March 27, 2012

naivety


naivety made me think a relationship
is actually carved from my own rib bone
with my flesh fleshing and blood thickening kinship
spicing with dreams and breathing a vision


such sculpture i thought will survive beyond
my demise and grave, that pit
or furnace, where all are eventually eased
leaving the living to fashion an eternity


reality, however, revealed my stupidity
and re-taught, with hard knock on head
that dead figurines are bought and sold in market
with contracts scattered like sperms, or torn


© henry victor    




Thursday, March 15, 2012

perfect pearl


trapped inside that shell
underneath that ocean bed
i a perfect pearl
wait for a hand that knows

both the craft and the world
of commerce to pick me
to transact a sale
filling wallet and my heart 
 
13.03.2012

dance with peace


alone i stand short like that smashed glass
ready to be scattered, to be interred inside
a grave yard with my brokenness
in body, mind, soul, and human ties

but with full of sap, that thick and thin
life affirming and life giving spirit alive
with masks thick and thin discarded
for dance naked with no dress rehearsal

to continue into eternity, a land
absent of ego and confusions
with love reigning and love raining
continuously i shall dance with peace

12.03.2012