Daggers and Sapphires

Daggers and sapphires

Range the world over,

Bright heart of crystal 

The beauty of blue.

Steely edged wishes

With painful reminders,

Of weapons concealed

In a lie that seemed true.  

The flash of the gemstone

Will dazzle the sunset,

Turn red tinted skies

To a pale cobalt hue.

But the glint of the blade

Like a flame in the moonlight,

Brings pain to the many

And joy to the few. 

Copyright© Alan Gilbert 2011.

Charm

You took my hands

Though they were cold,

Redeemed my body

Young for old.

Returned my silver

Hair to gold

And said it was a dream.

You stole the shadow

From my eyes,

Replaced the dark

With starry skies.

Then softly laughed

At my surprise

And said, “ Inhale the theme”.

You kissed a smile

From every frown,

Our bodies danced

In eider down.

We fell so deep

As if to drown

In passions racing stream.

Copyright© Alan Gilbert 2011.

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Falling

As months side into fall

Dull evenings gather in.

October’s bedroom chill

Creeps under summer spreads.

Downhearted flowers droop

And huddle from the wind,

Lawnmowers reminisce 

In ramshackle leaky sheds. 

Dew glistened fallow fields

Are strewn with natures lust, 

Drab rich fecund accretion 

Snags on hoes and rakes. 

On arboreous city streets

The force fed shoppers throng,

Dragging weary feet through
Wind flotsam golden flakes 

Night Feed

The city's heart beats through the night

The arteries still oozing blood,

That trickles through the urban streets

To meet the dawn and be a flood.

The hangers from the twilight clubs

Dance homeward in the dizzy street,

And sluggish dregs on subway trains

Rub bleary eyes and trampled feet.

The mewing of romancing toms

Gives voice to jealous backyard dogs,

While in a garret, bleary eyed

A bedsit hack is feeding blogs.

The night watch on the juggernauts

Are owl eyed and diesel fumed,

As thousands dream their way towards

Another day to be consumed.

 Copyright© Alan  Gilbert 2011.

How Wonderful the Night

How wonderful the night
When long felt passions meet,
The touch of silk on silk
Caressing hands and feet.

The thrill of clouded eyes
Anticipation of each touch,
Shared sensual ecstasy
Was never felt so much.

How will the pleasure fall?
From hands or lips or ice,
How pleasing to the heart
To practice such a vice.

Copyright© Alan Gilbert 2011.