Wednesday, February 20, 2008

Beautiful Solstices

The river dries, the master aches
if you've been mute for days
the rain cries, the Sun bakes
the overused cliches

the eye reddens, the mucus drips
an infected fork or spoon
the joy lessens, the blister creeps
drama will die soon

the toes gone cold, the muscles twitch
and lockjaw is at peak
the will is told, the dying switch
buried under teak

4 Angelic comments:

rch said...

Hi Gerald, wow this one is just fantastic, I'm really imressed. Solstice is one of my favorite words and you have used it brilliantly here. Great job buddy!

Gerald Galindez said...

thanks for the comment bud,

I really Choose the word in relation to the theme and point of view... ^_^

i am sick this day and so it felt like it.

take care and God bless

ekhosama said...

"..the sun bakes the overused cliches." dang! That is so cool. Did anyone say u sound like Edgar Allen Poe?

Gerald Galindez said...

you are the first to comment that ek,

im so flattered., thank you.

Edgar Poe was my influence too,
and i believe so are you?

good day! ~_^