Author Archives: montecyril

Singing with the honey mead in the silver spoon  Glowing like a gemstone jewel in the golden noon  A platter of cupcakes of self-worth for breakfast  Creamy beans of dreams through the night to last  Even dark clouds quiver like leaves at my brave sight  The rainbow dives like a blessed seagull to my right Continue reading “Singing, always: A poem “

You flew into my life. I took flight  A stork slept with me, each night  It took your name in black and white  A star encumbered my palm. It was alight  My mind was awestruck by chimera’s pageant  I was sleepless with joy, but felt like a regent  Ideas stormed through, inspiration was agent  ItContinue reading “Fastidious with prayer: A poem “

Sunshine of reality dampens illusion  In alleys, punctured cans of derision  Shallow laughter ground like embers  And even as night falls, one can’t remember  For, pain can be occluded like the stars  Yet, they poke their light in unseemly hours  Those that can’t see them from their towers  don’t know that poverty is a toughContinue reading “Injustice runs naked in full view: A poem “

Dear Casula, days are bright even as they are cold  The joy of canine beauty in your eyes to behold  If purity could launch a thousand and one ships  When the seas were rough, you were joy on our lips  You came like the laughter of late summer flowers  Where the verdict of benevolent spirits inContinue reading “Dear Casula: A poem “

If words were fleet as birds  Their wingspan over our spuds  Grow honeysuckle from the mud  Sunflowers from every bud  Even lightning can be light as feather  No architect may be the weather  Spices and herbs are in the humour  A smile is all the needed glamour  Fate is no hypocrite, no deceiver  It canContinue reading “If words were birds: A poem “

Flying in feathers through the window  Winter’s leathers. Forsaking a shadow  Braving the weather. And no furrow  Freeing tethers right to the marrow  I am as silent and withdrawn as a flower  This silence encases me in its tower  I am captivated by this unripe shower  Appetites for expression hold no power  Envision in theContinue reading “Feeling silent: A poem “

I see the river drifting wistfully in memory  Though you were once a standing tree  caught between the fences of innocence  and the world; and familial allegiance  The wind once whistled with your song  and the story of how you got along  You have nine lives in my heart  And even more, wherever I start Continue reading “Remembering: A poem “

I know the leaves from gold to grey  Those windswept and those that on the branches lay  And, in a sweet moment, to myself I say  We are just a season between June and May  I can kiss a flower and shed a tear  to see it shrivel and no longer dear  I am aContinue reading “When I forgot love and gratitude: A poem “

Black umbrellas in the cold rain  shielding faces steeped in pain  The weekly garbage bins are out  Scavenging birds are all about  The seas are climbing up the rocks  Icebergs are ripping up like smocks  Will this deluge the cities and docks?  Not heartening is global warming talk  I hear the streets’ hypocritical applause  TenderContinue reading “Getting drenched: A poem “