found it

(written by an anonymous poet)




composition #1
Strange days have come
strange days have gone


am i the one


to take the pawn?


am i the queen


to rule the board?


or the just knight
with piece to hoard?


i shall not be


a king that sleeps
never to bleed
until the end


why not a rook?


No! i must defend!
the bishop, wise


careful each step


strengthens the ties.

Catching up with Roses

The Pursuit of Glory
      (check)
War and Peace
     (check)
poem on the way...

let's get moving...

ok.... maybe next time..

The Storm Of Roses
by Ingeborg Bachmann



Wherever we turn in the storm of roses,


the night is lit up by thorns, and the thunder


of leaves, once so quiet within the bushes,


rumbling at our heels.

Contacts

I am now officially available on facebook
Just look me up as Yumi Tavera... i think you'll be able to find me.

"Tears of glory, tears of past. Which of those will fall last?"

Poem #

A poem on rain...
  Rain, rain 
  down the drain
  rain, rain
  cat's bane
  rain, rain
  gave little gain
  but growing insane.

Poem # 14

Sorry that I haven't blogged in a while. But anyway, here goes.

Orea
Slain by the merchant's hand,
she was.
Slain by the one she loved,
she was.
Slain by her own blindness,
she was.
The ghost of Orea stands,
yes.
due to the merchant's hand,
that man.
in keeping her from eating,
oh.
the fruits of the dead,
no.
that taketh her soul.