Author Archives: montecyril

Is God a eunuch decorating a corrupt queen?  The rood of a tyrant inflicting wounds on a has-been  Is he a deluge for innocents and an ark for the elite?  When dusk is daylight, is his justice chaff or wheat?  In the computer’s memory, there is every byte of crime  Every unsuspecting river, the oceanContinue reading “God: A poem “

From the violet sky, gulls gather around my ankles  hungry, squawking, like my thoughts in tangles  The sea like a smog-veiled bride chants her despair  sobbing on the shore’s shoulder, her groom’s snubbing glare  A shell lies curled and precarious in a child’s hand  She crushes it nonchalantly and flings it into the sand  InnocenceContinue reading “Prospects: A poem “

I can break a chair in anger  I can turn off the telly in despair  I can take a walk ruing loneliness  My emotions can become a nuisance  I can count my pennies like a miser  I can hear the phone ring and not answer  These rooms are always so mysterious  And their treachery canContinue reading “Without you, Mother: A poem “

My love for you is so immensely precious  that I have waylaid my own deserved justice  My earth wallows without equinox or solstice  I am superhuman invincible but not Invictus  This unshaking faith has sacrifice like kites  flying against a daunting, merciless sunrise  I never did once take away your loyalties  But relinquished all mineContinue reading “Waiting for kingdom come: A poem “

Snowflakes on a warm day  when the gods are in the fray  There are secrets in the inlay  Come September and May  We have always been dragons  How creation runs and begins  There’re miracles in Joseph’s stamen   Jacob’s faith through thick and thin  This lineage may seem irrevocably broken  But there’s always reincarnation  They triedContinue reading “My Dad and me: A poem “

These paths of history, these ghats of mystery  These difficult furlongs where a story belongs  These lockets of secrets whistling like crickets  through ages like passages of oft-repeated adages  The violence of time’s language we cannot assuage  The flattening defeat caused by penumbra of deceit  These stones of undeserved death as cruel as debt  TheContinue reading “What James had for Sarah: A poem “