Month: September 2009

Sophea T. Amari

Blizzard

Oh, let thy Psyche form one love Which Elysium hath ye known In deepest grass springs sweets of clove Hast thou, my dear heart, ever mown? Old ditties sung in humble essay Music’s warmth, oh, clear lucidity Wherein this maiden, unseen; she prays For eternal bliss, religion of alchemy. Tears of diamond, crystal drops Paleness …

Sophea T. Amari

Assault

Awake from thy deep and restless sleep Darkness unveils her nightly hood in holy shrine Of laborious gloom and blood of keeps Exalted thy beauty, flesh of religion divine. Come one, come two, come phantoms of the night Howling, shrieking, assaulting thy senses Never more the eternal manifest of light Thy black soul shall never …

Sophea T. Amari

Quasi Una Fantasia

I say within myself- “And is it indeed true, that this angel of Heaven exists here, in this nether world- among us?” Then shalt one love subdue to insanity? Conceive what my heart has to say; A look from thine eyes into mine, a kiss from thee upon my lips, instructs me in all….. Conceive …

Sophea T. Amari

Dance

Dance on a metaphor In the bass of the moon Complete mercenary, you are the cherub of my heart. The pentagram lies within a circle The crucification of your own thoughts Are infirmities and contradictions. Dance on a sea serpent with its long tentacles No, its glittery scales gleam in the sun Like green glazed …

Sophea T. Amari

Pearls

Some say that Finding the romance of your lifetime Is to first adjudicate the likes Of giving yourself a full-hearted hug Without the animosities of force Nor the drudgeries of the canals they dug Way back in olden Italia Whereon a bridge there used to perch a canary Tweeting all mightily But he was just …

Sophea T. Amari

Electrical Bees

He touches my fingers, in cool misery He smiles at my laughter, I never can see His warm being fine, the fancy is mine Electrical bees is what he will come see. The little restaurant at the end of the world Chock-full of those strangers, I never will know And all garlic breath, they do …

Sophea T. Amari

Hush

Musician’s note: Another 9-year old piece, yet to see the daylight of publishing/production. Sourcing his heart’s contents one night As we sat quietly in the breezy light The memories of his past seemed to haunt his time Dredging up those earthy feelings sublime He said, What can I do If she didn’t love me true …

Sophea T. Amari

Star

Musician’s note: Wrote this piece 9 years ago. Has it been that long? First date We walked down the water hole Careful and tender so he would know What a serious thing it was to ask him out with me Serious thing it was to find myself again Hush now The paint-brush it draws a …