Bridge It

Aye Watt Chew End
Awl Lye Sea His Be Ewe Tea

MYHL
9/6/06

Copyright © 2006 Marc Y H Landeweer

note: makes more cents if read aloud

Running Into Bars

Last week I ran into a bar
And it hurt like hell
I was the first one it hit

To hell with running to bars
Screw high jumping bars too
I'm building myself a catapult
Then I'll be barhopping

MYHL
9/5/06

Copyright © 2006 Marc Y H Landeweer

Commentary: So I was the first name under the pass bar for my grad school written exam. Damn it all to heck! Looks like this year's winter break will be spent studying....again...

Time Piece

                                    "Take   heed!   Time   Flies!"

                                         Warned the aging man

                                                  "And so do I!"

                                            Chuckled Peter Pan

                                    The   swarm   ate   him   alive

MYHL
8/3/06

Copyright © 2006 Marc Y H Landeweer

Commentary: Ah...the omnivorous sands of time devour all to smother all creation with feces of entropy

hint: Look for the hourglass, hence "time piece"

Twilight Rainbow

Iridescent Gate of Xanadu
Towering arch in pallid sun
Its distant Rooks in vacant glades
Wide hues and tones of every shade
Shimmer silent above the Breeze
Mere echoes born of far off Clouds
Tease low grass and infant trees
Two painted highways: up and down
Locked as destined Path and Crown
The Road beneath lies dry and dun
‘til Tears squall out as Death ensues

MYHL
8/2/06

Copyright © 2006 Marc Y H Landeweer

ex-spero meant for nought

Be where:
wishes hollow
fish too deep
and seep
inside
to weep

Meddle Fate
to taste cold
iroN-
Niether
here
nor there
but now

for Tempests:
Few get
through
land and sea
riding empty
dreams

MYHL
8/1/06

BEWARE: metal irony & tempus fugit

Copyright © 2006 Marc Y H Landeweer

Commentary: like i said an experiment...

Triskaidekapoetry

I wish I had more drama
The smallest of ados
To stop my poems from turning trite

I wish I had more trauma
The slightest jam would do
I'd see things in a different light

I wish I had bad karma
A quick hard knock or two
Then surely I'd have lines to write

Alas I have no trials of late
That might deserve a poet's pen
But when the skies turn black with fate
Will I still want it then?

MYHL
7/26/06

Copyright © 2006 Marc Y H Landeweer

Commentary: Triskaidekaphobia is the fear of the number 13.

The Sobriquet

                      Brobdingnagian                                       Belie two
                                         lenses                                    lazuline orbs

                                                                  ----

                  Rubicund cheeks florid from a fortnight's feverish fatigue
                       "Auricomous angel galumph back to your burrow!"
                                Your ebullient giggling had me long ago.


MYHL
7/3/06

Copyright © 2006 Marc Y H Landeweer

Commentary: Tee hee hee...

Her Best Friend

I am her best friend
I am her support
I embrace her for hours
I defend her modesty
She keeps me close to her heart
But refuses to sleep with me
...I am her brassiere

MYHL
6/25/06

Copyright © 2006 Marc Y H Landeweer

Commentary: Just something that came while brushing my teeth.

kerf

i gave you my heart
          you stabbed it, left it to rot
i threw the knife back


MYHL
6/8/06

Copyright © 2006 Marc Y H Landeweer

Commentary: A haiku that came during an endurance bike ride
kerf: n. A groove or notch made by a cutting tool, such as a saw or an ax. (American Heritage Dictionary of the English Language, Fourth Edition, Copyright © 2000 by Houghton Mifflin Company)