Can you guess what the theme is? Most of the people that read this will already know but whatevs.
quick as silver light
though not cold quite hot its air
hot like blacksmith steel
love, twin of the earth
life devoid the shade doth have
release your arrows
life of the party
the spring of activity
o, busy blue sphere
the flames of war rage
beat the drums that call "BATTLE"
tainted scarlet stone
gargantuan gale
the willow's wisp so crimson
restless maelstrom sky
setting moons all day
and despite the company
she is desolate
dangerous dancer
a clock-work bull's eye turning
child of newer days
seas frozen in time
secrets of the great dark storm
grandiose tempest
the smallest has gone
no longer one of our own
a new family
© 2008 Emilio Gandara
Mostly poetry, nowadays. Occasionally will write some thoughts on other things that are relevant to my interests.
Thursday, June 12, 2008
Friday, June 6, 2008
contrast
I stood in utter darkness. Almost suffocated by the very density of the thick black shroud, I kept my eyes wide open. Then a distant glimmer with no warning and the breaking ocean of night crumbles as the shine washes over me, then through me and blinded by the light...
I sing a new song
I sing a new song
Thursday, June 5, 2008
scene of a morning treason
More random right-before-bed poetry! This one's a tad morbid...
shivers the air
throbs once more the wave
weakening seal
keep a watchful eye
o, hawk circling
this dawn awakens
tearing ribbons
piercing sharply
the blade has found you
haunted day, hunted prey
rings the breaking chalice fallen
death has reaped no finer spoil
© 2008 Emilio Gándara
shivers the air
throbs once more the wave
weakening seal
keep a watchful eye
o, hawk circling
this dawn awakens
tearing ribbons
piercing sharply
the blade has found you
haunted day, hunted prey
rings the breaking chalice fallen
death has reaped no finer spoil
© 2008 Emilio Gándara
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