Camelot

Camelot

Saturday, January 31, 2015

I Decree



My malaise
Entombed deep in my viscera
The omentum
Holding it captive
Chained
To its lacy net
Unable to break free

Oh, there was a time
Its leaky affliction
Escaped
Its formidable bonds
And a growl rooted in anger
Asphyxiated in my soul
Triumphantly leaped

A roar of unmeasurable magnitude
Barreled into space
The gods willingly devoured my rage
Took gleeful delight
And granted an ache

That blazed through
The midnight blackness

The music twinkling
Lovingly in my ears
As the stars burst
Through my fears

With the rising of the sun

I was free

But time again will surely show
When passions shall overcome
And please the gods once more

Their burning child shall glow

I decree



Copyright © Allene Angelica 2015

Wednesday, January 14, 2015

I Crossed The Sea



I crossed the sea
In search
And landed
Where the
Sun burst

Where squid sizzled
And chicken fried
Amidst treasures
That caught my eye

Along the way
I beheld the seventh son
Of the seventh son

And paid my dues
To my wi-fi blues

I crossed the sea
Once again
At home at last
With my
Camomile friend

Copyright © Allene Angelica 2015

Saturday, January 10, 2015

Lovely Walls



Staring into the whites
Of blank walls
Overwhelmed by the emptiness
Of it all

No art or culture
Does it grace
Just an empty
Never ending space

My nails cut
Into my hand
Blood dripping
As I ran

In the wheel
Of todays
No turning back
To yesterdays

I leapt into space
The blank wall
With no face

Blood dripping
From shallow wounds
I hit that void
A raging monsoon

Blood splattered
A blazing red
Those lovely walls
Can now be read

Copyright © Allene Angelica 2015

Monday, January 5, 2015

Nowhere Where It Ought



I had a thought earlier today
Was it important?
Who can say?

It flew to
Xanadu
Or Timbuktu
Or maybe
To you know who

'He who shall not be named'

It zipped
Out of my head
Possibly plucked
Instead

I've thumbed
Through my files
Of imagined notions
Even my memorized
Potions

But no
Nada
Zip

The thought
That I thought
Is nowhere
Where it ought

So I'll sit
For a while
In my vagabond style
And hope that
My thought
Will come back
As I've labored
And wrought

Right here
In my pen
To bring me
A smile again


Copyright © Allene Angelica 2015

Thursday, January 1, 2015

A New Planner





I've bought a new planner
Like so many I've bought before
Years past
Melted ink
Burning stink

I've kissed
This year goodbye
With the passing
Of the torch
2014 I will scorch

Incinerate beyond
Recollection
Filled with scribbles
And reverie
Hopes and misery

A corpus of words
Written in a yearlong saga
Erased in a burst of flames
Therapeutic
Analeptic

So they say

What do I know
I just love the glow


Copyright © Allene Angelica 2015