Dauntless Gauntlet |
Precise and cunning to the last play,
In all steps forward stay.
Falter not or risk the game,
Only to return and work to regain.
Wicked draw, the move so swift,
Audacious the more and ever so quick.
U...
Posted by OrNamEnt 4 TiMe on Mon, 16 Apr 2007 09:16:00 PST |
Jilted |
And once more cast,
The jest never muted.
Tenuous, swift to crumble,
All that remains, onward to stumble.
To restore and retain,
A laughable chore.
Quick to release what is pure,
To recover all...
Posted by OrNamEnt 4 TiMe on Sat, 14 Apr 2007 02:24:00 PST |
Undefined |
Long and true the bellows ring out,
With haunting tone to harken the bout.
A night's woe and the ominous looms,
The heaviness and the spirit's swoon.
The temptation of the flesh to entice,
The im...
Posted by OrNamEnt 4 TiMe on Fri, 16 Mar 2007 02:02:00 PST |
Thought of you...... |
The thought of you pervades, Your image invades to the core. I am rendered powerless with each stay, And what lies within flourishing more and more. The truth emerges but to persuade, The heart to rem...
Posted by OrNamEnt 4 TiMe on Mon, 12 Mar 2007 09:59:00 PST |
New piece..."Never Again" |
Refrain from imparting, the effect is marginal
I longed for reaction, for the truth
But ambiguity overcame
Rising now serves little, I have long since passed
The amusing misplaced suspicion
Ho...
Posted by OrNamEnt 4 TiMe on Tue, 02 Jan 2007 09:03:00 PST |
Fateful |
So enthralled by the sweet pain of never,
A pensive pause and the direction entrenched in ambiguity.
A lull that throbs so intensely,
Not subsiding but rather dividing what lies inside.
No more but on...
Posted by OrNamEnt 4 TiMe on Mon, 10 Jul 2006 12:32:00 PST |
Another poem....."Mind in Folly" |
Revisiting thoughts, cycles swirling ever so impending,
Portents of the new arrivals, anticipated yet admonished.
Meager reflections and I gaze at what was once so dear,
A simple yearning left only...
Posted by OrNamEnt 4 TiMe on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
Sentinel |
Stepping into a circle,
Unbenownst to me for some time.
Many a battle have I fought and lost,
Convinced victory would never again be mine.
Struck down once again,
In retribution, my honor I must...
Posted by OrNamEnt 4 TiMe on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
Yearnings |
The sound of the drum, the rhythmic pulse of generations,
Each beat the breath of ancestors and with each measure a story.
Centuries of triumph and tragedy shaping the spirit's design,
The flight t...
Posted by OrNamEnt 4 TiMe on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
To dare...... |
Wretched and vile in thine conceit,
The twists of a most wicked and devised deceit.
A surrender to follow, tired and frayed from defeat,
The agony of subjugation and degradation to entreat.
Darest...
Posted by OrNamEnt 4 TiMe on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
