http://poetry.com/poets/373574-Kem-Falla%20Katyonak%20Aoeden
Where my premature poems reside.
My favorite poem is this one.
This is the nature and course, that consumes me when i least expect it. please enjoy.)))
These thoughts.. that linger
They seem to flit
from limb to limb
like the abled-back monkey.
Adjust yourself and your views.
To see what i see.
To feel the pounding of the beat
That strums through. Me
What hidden terrors roam,
The streets beneath my hopes. .
Randomizing, delivering unseen
Hand touching, dirty and gritty
leaving untoward thoughts roaming about
like ravenous wolves
Come upon the slaughter.
They continue to rule,
and disobey their makers
because a simple word-left unspoken,
or twisting greed, to lie in it's wake.
Hold me tight..
for they continue to destroy
my peace of mind
