Swans in love enchant
Upon the lake blue mist parts
Nature spirits wake

A heart purrs and pounds
with ecstatic sound.
In synchronicity,
with another heart breaking.
a somber shattering,
slicing soul's ground.
Butterflies flutter
and bats shriek.
Agony's sun to ecstasy's moon.
A perpetual gnaw to taste love's truth.
And drip with its bittersweet juice.

Mother is beyond mother
A force of nature
a woman, a life
divided in roles
Just like water
a necessity
United in love
the most primitive kind

Mother is beyond mother
A daughter to her mother
she has been
the same as me
but she gives me more
I see less of her,
She makes me more of me

Mother is beyond mother,
She is life,
A part of nature,
the goddess from scripture
but humane as human
some times mistaken
by me and the world
the sweetest creature,
she forgives me
and gives me more

Mother is beyond mother
Carer of every relations
a neighbour, driver, sister
she fits in to be what I need
Mother, how do you begin
there is no ending,
how tiring is to keep caring
sticking with me
through thick and thin.

The poets dwell
within their Hell
on a Sabbath day
witching hour

Their minds a wreck
Their hands  
of tech
They grind their teeth
in angst

Silence staid
The beds unmade
Searching for who
knows what

Snaps a pencil
It's indefensible
He can't go back
to bed

Quasimodo?
Was he noble ?
Played center for
Notre Dame

Came draft day
He was cast away
Which foot was it
you ask ?

Well the venom's drip
that sank a ship
Manned by mushroom
brained morons

Will be the first
to experience the worst
That trickles down
that piggies leg

"We all live in a yellow submarine"
It's just another "Day in the life"
After all happiness is a
warm warm gun