ARS POETICA

27 Stairs

by Jonard Sode

Facetious gestures

Made me wish and made me dream

Of some days that somehow

We've shared together.

But I wake up

Frustrated and very depressed

For you've faded in my sight

And never gave the words

I wanted you to talk

And realize

the realm was destroyed

and I could only have you

not in my arms and in my castle

but only in my mind and in my 

dreams...

Now the kingdom was doused

God has all the keys.

I attempt to give you nothing

but the key of my castle

my heart and my soul.

Crime of Questioning

by Clifford Marshal Ablaza

A tear fell softly from the eye

But the questions had but one reply

"One heart is hard to satisfy."

If it were my curiosity's to pry

Into the language of the mind

I should have known it childish pride!

We might find the answers where

they lie

But you turn away, not even try

"But that is how we are met by life."

From those pale words I might imply

that all there is are false desires

And the chosen chances are defied.

Nobody might turn and question why

But answers are all but alibis--

"The world is never good nor kind."

Words might lead to the greying side

And the only witness is the sky

But fists are clenched, unopened wide.

For when time and chance would both

fly by

Why should we pause or stop or cry

(More now that our hope has gone dry?)