Over the years, I’ve written a number of short compositions, rhyming and non-rhyming, to serve mostly as chapter openers for a variety of different publications (and sometimes even using a pseudonym), but which, I feel, deserve the opportunity to stand alone in their own right as poetry. Here is a brief, representative selection.
ON 'LA SERRE', A PAINTING BY JEAN-MARIE POUMEYROL
There's something very mysterious, gothic, and totally spellbinding
about this painting,
redolent of decay and disuse,
a scarcely-remembered memory
lingering like a flickering shadow somewhere in a lost attic of the mind.
Let not the dream pervade these living hours,
Lest the winged cats of nightmare stalk once more
The haunted spires of distant memory,
Their pinions raised, alert and poised
To deny the conscious dawn.
Velveteen silhouette, silent and sinister;
Satin-furred midnight on ebony paws.
Eyes hewn from emeralds, seeking a sacrifice;
Death to deliver with ivory claws.
SPIDER OF THE NIGHT
I shall garb myself in gossamer,
And dance amid the darkness,
Silver in the shadows of my song.
How tragic it is that such wonderful creatures have no concept,
of just how beautiful and magical they are.
Then again, perhaps they do -
after all, they are cats...
King cheetah (African Safari Pictures)