Sharks and Wolves

A strategic plan,

schemes and themes,

circle then injure,

unsuspecting stranger,

outsmart the wolves and sharks?

A wide grin,

greed and malice light bright behind those eyes,

seemingly persuasive wordsmith,

yet intuition and paranoia warns discretion,

advises isolation and self protection.

Thicker skin,

a voice of thunder from years past calls out,

“Remember…..Remember who you are”,

must go on even through the pain,

Royals?, Such ancient terms,

not a keen to get lost in a town called, Life,

for the appropriate Kingdom Title,

seeks authentic warriors,

nothing more but Honor and Pride,

to die by the Sword,

and released at sea on Fire,

true convictions here.

Standards are of the utmost high,

for such acquired Grace from generations of plenty of gold,

the Surname of most respect,

wear the Family Crest like the most coveted Family Jewels.

Sharks and Wolves,

enemies clear and hidden,

the wise keep their wits about them,

not fooled by the propaganda, rumors and lies,

shall not be silenced nor dethrone,

high intelligence dodges the wolves,

superior physiques build strong legs to out-swim and outrun,

the Kingdom lays dormant in longing for the rightful Heir,

but much torture could lure a sinful despair,

yet solutions and wits are in abundance,

Honor and Pride act as an impenetrable force shield,

however the War has just begun.

What monstrous creatures lurk here?

Ridden with jealousy, envy, greed and hatred,

pilings of flesh,

stolen gold and a poisoned  Prince,

tyrants on high horses,

breeding monsters with blood money,

ugly ghastly creatures they are.

Dragons lying in wait,

searching for the Wise,

for the stale bread yields no fruits,

humming rattles the ancient birds,

then silence…

“To live and Die by the Sword”, echoes out

and so she marches on.

 

 

 

 

Habits of The Heart

A rock show,

dinner for two,

a place hidden with an epic night sky view,

make it hard to let thy go.

Bourbon,

two rock glasses please,

let the guitar play,

then turn it down,

what do you know about politics?

Competition,

how many books have you read?

Something comfortable,

no games just the important one; Football,

we’re grown up now,

Archer,

sarcasm.

Sit in silence,

Bach? Mozart? Beethoven?

take it all in with a glass of whiskey,

more about how it makes us feel,

of her curves and terrain,

something imagined,

say what you want,

confident.

Not inclined to be coy,

No means NO,

Habits of the heart,

there’s always room for two under an umbrella,

cuff links and ties,

Something useful,

new age Rachel Ray or classic Julia Childs,

wears many hats.

Habits of the heart,

Sons of Anarchy,

on Safari,

get close,

and all the Jazz,

oh the habits of the heart,

attitude for a heavy soul,

read between the lines,

you’re still my first choice.

 

 

Quantitative

Straight from the text,

another pretty face,

given another fight,

be right,

say no.

Calls for an objective perspective,

a beautiful mind,

propose a time and place,

ponder not the pretty face in the magazine,

attitude,

flowers in her hair for Pi.

Quantitative,

1999 came so close,

lucky 8 stick together,

exaggerate the 4th,

miscalculated the situation.

Nirvana,

country blues,

never cold,

ocean bound,

won’t stay,

given more time,

be right,

charter the variable,

yet remain half of the equation.

Misleading curves,

what about a clover?

Honesty lacks here,

the answer is there on the blackboard,

just open your eyes,

Quantitative.

Ojos Asi

Aprende,

el amor no es para ti,

tu no piensas como los demas,

tu manejas una nave,

el cielo es tu felizidad,

y ya no queda mas.

Y asi,

puedes ver el oceano,

con tu luz,

los puedes olvidar,

ese que te dijo que la luz no te pertenece,

pero hoy ese ya lo olvidaste,

un momento de estupidez,

que corazon no duela mas,

y ahora ojos asi no te matan,

puedes vivir.

Ojos Asi,

a caminar por el mar,

y regresar como una mujer nueva,

con tu Quisquella y elegancia,

ser feliz and tranformar el mundo,

ojos asi,

buen provecho.

 

 

Poem: Chemicals

The chemicals start to react,

electricity runs through my veins,

said Honor be merry and blessed with wits,

fueled by an unknown reaction,

eyes burn like fire,

the dragon lies within.

The trolls lay in the horses manure,

blissfully unaware of the ravenous demons drawing near,

the wizard conjures them,

a twinkle in his eye,

so I the Apprentice must master the elements,

and so they are embody within me,

and just like that the chemicals react.

Bonding,

charged for battle,

a sting for the eyes,

electricity to stop a heart beat,

the demons keep away,

they taunt from a far but never get close,

the Apprentice as am I,

yields to the dragons,

a knight to die by honor only by a sword,

the Science that holds and breaks everything in this world,

and just like that the chemicals react,

a mutation so it was,

a hybrid,

the Apprentice as am I.