7707

Genevieve
[by S. David] [art by Lauren Mills]

Will you
Miss me
Darling
In fall
As the chill
Begins
In winter
When you
Sleep alone
In spring
As life
Begins again
Will you
Miss me
Darling
For I’m leaving
Now a far
Shore calls
Will you
Miss me

20§ [Orig 4/21/09] http://www.laurenmillsart.com/

7689

The Monk’s Torments
[by S. David] [art by Olivier Zappelli]

Memories
The Lord
Death women
And more
Hold witness
Against you
And they
Haunt you
Taunt you
And you
Can’t run
They ‘re there
Part of you
So you wake
And you had
Dreamed one or
Another or
More and
You can’t
Juggle your way
Out so you
Sweat
Still
They are
Now daylight
And still
They are
Before your
Eyes torment
Torment
You turn
To self
Flagellation
And still
No
Now what

36§ [Orig 4/07/09] http://www.zappelli.ch/page22/page22.html

5273

Angels on my Shoulders 2
[by S. David] [art by Miguel Tio]

Really they’re there
Worse than the ghosts
That sometimes haunt me
Now I have to deal with
Angels of the Light
And of the Dark my choice
They say I must chose
But I don’t want to
I want to let things be
And for a change be
Passive receptive be
Acted upon not the one
That takes the lead
Let it be her not me
A relationship what else
I’m tired of pushing and
I’m trying to convince
These angels to stop
Harassing me let the
Woman choose
This time go away
I don’t need these
Angels on my shoulders


21§ [Orig 10/29/06] http://www.migueltio.com/English/Home%20page%20English/Home%20page%20English.htm

7598

Haunted Room
[by S. David] [art by Miguel Tio]

Trusting
A promise is
A promise and
His word
He always kept
And so
She believed
And so
She waited
And so
She grew old
Awaiting
His return
Dead
He died
In the war
She never
Heard
She was not
Next of Kin
And they
Never knew
About her
And so
She sits
Waiting
Dead
Long ago
Still
She sits
Waiting

31§ [Orig 2/03/09] http://www.migueltio.com/English/Home%20page%20English/Home%20page%20English.htm

7570

Return of the Cheshire Cat
[by S. David] [art by Frank Krasicki]

Last seen
Leaving its smile
Behind
After posing
Questions of
Ill-repute
Philosophizing
On living life
Why not fantasy
But now behold
The Dreamer
Dreams again
On the road again
The road goes on
Again
To when to where
And there in space
In a new place
Without trees
The air shimmers
A glimmer of
Sparkling
White flashes
And a smile
Is born reborn
In the air
Though
Nothing is there
But teeth meet
Lips appear
Drawn up into
The notorious
The glorious
Smile we
Remembered

35§ [Orig 1/23/09] http://arttube.blogspot.com/ See Frank's Feb 15, 2009 post for his comments on the poem

7638

Metamorphose
[by S. David] [art by Beatrice Burel]

Change
Growth
Perhaps
Just perhaps
Maturity
Sharp edges
Once so
Present
Once so
Prevalent
Slowly
Dissolving
Disappearing
A logic
A consistency
Is demanding
Recognition
Acceptance
Superiority
Control
And she did
Not like
The way
Her life was
Spinning
Out of
Non-control
She found
Herself
Actually
Planning
For her future

32§ [Orig 2/28/09] http://www.beatriceburel.com/

5776

World Gone Wrong
[by S. David] [art by Joel Carpenter]

I looked at her
And I knew
So wounded
Her entire world
Gone wrong
It was written
In how she
Carried herself
It was written
On her face
She wasn’t a loser
She had lost
I watched a dude
Pick her up
No surprise there

15§ [Orig 3/27/07]http://www.brooklynartproject.com/profile/JoelCarpenter

5328

The Trip of Infinite Steps 1
[by S. David] [art by Maria de Echevarria]

To be that which
You wish to be
A long journey
And the path is
Not always straight
Nor so narrow many
Branches many choices
Loom up in front of you

And she pressed
Forward upon
Her chosen road
No guideposts
Save from within
And every decision
She made she
Believed carried her
Onwards on her trip

She was so careful
Yet never seemed
To arrive where she
Thought her Path
Would lead though
Her steps were small
And infinitely many


24§ [Orig 11/15/06] http://www.mariadeechevarria.com/

1752

Me, Talking to Myself in a Ray of Light
[by S. David] [art by Richard Gins]

It finally happened
To me too.
Too many of my friends
Were
This way already,
But,
Now, it reached me too,
For I just can’t seem
To find someone with
A willing ear,
I mean someone, female, new.
The guys have heard it, know it,
Live it themselves, yeah, they’re
Doing it too, so they say.
Anyway,
It was a cloudy, funky
Kind of day,
I was standing outside,
Trying to figure it out,
Talk myself through,
Out loud, it seems.
Finally made some decisions
When,
Well, the Gods must have
Approved, the clouds
Parted a space and
If anyone had come along,
They’d have seen
Me, talking to myself
In a ray of light.


30§ [Orig 6/28/03] http://www.youtube.com/profile?user=creativityking&view=videos OR http://www.brooklynartproject.com/photo/photo/listForContributor?screenName=335v1tz48pteu

1468

Legs and a High Skirt
[by S. David] [art by Richard Gins]

She
Finally decided
She
Wasn’t as ugly as
She
Thought she was. Everybody says
She
Has great legs, a great body and
She’s
Good to look at, so
She’s
Taking the risk to show the world.
She’s
Coming out of her shell.
She’s
Put herself on display.
She’s
Actually having fun.
She’s
Enjoying the looks men give
Her.


21§ [Orig 2/02/03] http://www.youtube.com/profile?user=creativityking&view=videos OR http://www.brooklynartproject.com/photo/photo/listForContributor?screenName=335v1tz48pteu