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A Poet's Eye View  For ---- Ah sir, look not askance at me For life is short And the blood is hot Oh sir, life is hellish but Your love is sweet and Kindles a flame in me Ah sir, I suggest love's joys Are not dishonour But honour if highest degree So sir, look not in outraged purity But kiss me; time is short We shall not have forever _Perception_ I am alone, at least different, visibibly so. The stares, the pointing fingers the whispered words too low to hear (but I can imagine and it is always the worst possible interpretation) These handicaps are not ME a facet but not the sum of who I am -November 8, 2004 *written about a class exercise in the RCA program where we were all given handicaps - blindness, deafness, limps, halting gaits - and sent out to test how handicapped-friendly the campus was..or wasn't* BALLAD Your light is on, are you at home? Your light is on, are you alone? Your light shines bright, I dare not try To see if you would smile on such as I Fairest maid, sitting on your throne Fairest maid, is your heart of stone? I beg of you, please do not throw Water on a minstrel at your window Lovely lady, I love thee true Lovely lady, please say I do But if you have a lord, sails on the sea He's a luckier man than I e'er shall be Your light is off, you've gone to bed Your light is off, it's dark instead It's cold out here, to home I'll go Tomorrow I'll be back at your window Untitled 2 Silently the wind blows Swiftly the river flows Flows to who knows where And neither do I care Loudly the waves crash Lightly the surf smashes Carrying objects from far away Where, I could not say Sadly, my heart wings Sweetly the lark sings Singing songs I do not know Going places I dare not go Quietly my heart beats Quickly my thoughts leap To someone I once knew And evermore to you Spring 1997 Untitled 1 Staring into oblivion Watching for you Maybe I’ll meet you today Maybe I won’t One day wasted Gazing into eternity I see you at my side Wishful thinking or truth I wish I knew what you’d think Of me Spring 1997 Winter Haiku Gray branches on pearl Sky of opaque perfection Silver lines on smoke Copyright 1997 Cateline de la Mer Villanelle 1 Forever would I drown myself in thine eyes, For it's with you that I am most complete. Oh breathe thou no more of those sad goodbyes. Hush, Love, and let me whisper my sweet lies, And for my sake, forgive me this conceit, Forever would I drown myself in thine eyes. Oh Irises, let not my tempest sighs Send breakers crashing on thy Oceans sweet, Oh breathe thou no more of those sad goodbyes. Smile, Orbs, and to thee I'll sing lullabies, Gently, for Love's own sake, let me repeat, Forever would I drown myself in thine eyes. Sweet Wells, that reflect the azure-blue skies, I would drink deeply 'til I am replete. Oh breathe thou no more of those sad goodbyes. Dear Windows, from intense depths must I prize Thy response? Do not my purpose defeat! Forever would I drown myself in thine eyes. Oh breathe thou no more of those sad goodbyes. Copyright 1997 Cateline de la Mer Une Belle Dame Sans Merci A vast sweeping expanse of sky Was all that I could see For her presence brought the knowledge That I would cease to be A lady with bright golden hair And gown of silken green Her diamond eyes they shone as bright As something from a dream She walked so slim, she walked so tall Her voice it was so sweet Like a man entranced I knelt down at her feet. She offered me her hand to kiss I clasped it long and long And when she spoke, instead of voice, I heard the temple gong. She pulled out her silver dagger then And stabbed me in the breast She looked over what she had done And walked towards the west. A vast sweeping expanse of sky Was all that I would see As I lay there slain by Une belle dame sans merci. Copyright 1998 Cateline de la Mer With a rush of air, your arrow found me, By Oak and Ash, I swear I had no choice. My pierced heart starts to sing so merrily If I should, by accident, hear your voice. And as a drawn bow with a taut bowstring Or a proud Archer who waits for his game, My soul and my heart commence trembling If someone does but mention your name. Cupid sought me, but long I eluded, My foot's long shadows naught but a quiver. And til I was caught, I was so deluded. Now, the smile in your eyes makes me shiver. Oh Faith! I would die in your arms each night And be reborn with each morning's light. Copyright 1999 Cateline de la Mer Sonnet 1 If thou wert more fair than a summer's day Or more beauteous than a winter's night And should I say the sun's no more than as bright As you, in scintillating disarray Put to shame the opalescent array Of stars lost among the golden sunlight They are invisible, perchance I might Yet see thee in their counterplay But if thou wert the fairest winter's night Wouldst thou even be beloved of me? And if thou wert a lovely summer's day Would that be reason enough for delight? For 'tis because of thine inner beauty That I love thee more than I can e'er say. Copyright 1997 Cateline de la Mer |
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