spilledwoords
“Poetry burns in our hearts with the passionate heat of a lover’s embrace.”
Tag: loyalty
Don’t Urge Me
“Entreat me not to leave you,Or to turn back from following after you;For wherever you go, I will go;And wherever you lodge, I will lodge;Your people shall be my people,And your God, my God.Where you die, I will die,And there will I be buried.The… Continue Reading “Don’t Urge Me”
A Thousand Times
Each time,I find in her a distinct gratification –far better thrill than last time,even though we’ve exhaustedeach other a thousand times.A philanderer knows the ecstasyof having had a thousand dames,once each time, but will never knowwhat gleams in the eyes of old coupleswhen they… Continue Reading “A Thousand Times”
…A KINDLY DEED
I was his stepson, not his son and yet Though things were none too easy, I regret That I did little for the one who brought Me up. When, at the end, he sought To put off death’s approach, it was for me. So… Continue Reading “…A KINDLY DEED”
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Weapon
The will to power destroys the power to will.The weapon made, we cannot help but use it;it drags us with its own momentum still. The power to kill compounds the need to kill.Grown out of hand, the heart cannot refuse it;the will to power undoes the power to will. Though as we strike we cry […]
Silent, but ….
I MAY be silent, butI’m thinking.I may not talk, butDon’t mistake me for a wall. Copyright © Tsuboi Shigeji | Translated by Geoffrey Bownan and Anothony Thwaite | 1964
Olokun
I love to pass my fingers(As tide thro’ weeds of the seaAnd wind the tall fern-fronds)Thro’ the strands of your hairDark as night that screens the naked moon: I am jealous and passionateLike Jehovah, God of the Jews,And I would that you realiseNo greater love had womanFrom man than the one I have for you! […]
Don’t Urge Me
“Entreat me not to leave you,Or to turn back from following after you;For wherever you go, I will go;And wherever you lodge, I will lodge;Your people shall be my people,And your God, my God.Where you die, I will die,And there will I be buried.The LORD do so to me, and more also,If anything but death […]
Wait Not
Wait not, fond lovershe’d not give a waiverwho took your placefind yourself another,let your memories bank not on me;your fantasies are free to roam. Wait not, fond lovershe – I dwell now inher river like a fish;she’s a taunting schemerthat wouldn’t unshackleor make me free. Desire me less in the nightturn the page, don’t writeanother […]
