Showing posts with label Scribbling. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Scribbling. Show all posts

Wednesday, June 20, 2018

dogs barked



dogs barked a lot last night
i know they saw
which i refused to see at night
as i rolled on bed at night

i also pulled to hold tight
my blanket
my eyelids too
closing very tight

my eyes though feel not
the sleep i much desired!
at dawn, from my bed i’m out
and in hand an empty wallet

but
with eyes
now
wide open!

henry victor     18.08.2007





Tuesday, May 14, 2013

jammed cento


retreating from the world, all i can do
where no man has seen the third hand
and i meet the Bishop on the road, and
i caught this morning morning’s minion

in an upper room at midnight
when i watch the living meet my last
Duchess painted on the wall!
oh, my love is like a red, red rose

for which the thirsty earth soaks up the rain
and flee from me that sometimes did me seek
with Chieftain Iffucan of Azcan in caftan!
Milton! you should be living at this hour!
 
henry victor     10.04.2013