Indulgence.The decadence ofwritten word will not sufferfate dead and buried.
Desired.Calendar smut gluedas holy murals on walls.How do I compete?
Conflict.Last time Winter broughta boy in tears, pawn conflict,and heartstrings sharpened.
Sexuality.My mother asked once,"Do you even like girls?" Ilaughed, "I like no one."
Bloom.Answer my heat withcold compress of written word;I will bloom within.
Photosynthesis.My love is meadowwhere the flowers grow for you;sunlight eternal.
Letters.I crave taste of daywhen your thoughts are brought to lifein text horizon.
Chained.I dreamt you were here,your arms in place of shackles;captured, happy, free.
Fontanel.I can't write haikuswithout subconscious reveals.My brain is exposed.
PoemsSitting in a corner,As I always do,Lost in the nothing,Surrounded by it too,I turn to you,Then you turn away,A scamper here,And a tumble there,Is that all the effort that you got?Laying on my bed,The ceiling above,Blank as always,Boring as always,Just like you,Lying as always,Denying as always,Is it really that hard for you to see?Turning the knob,You invite yourself in,Go away I tell you,But you ignore me,You scream and yell,You beat my insides,Making life a hell,It brings you pleasure,I know it does,You like seeing me this way,How many days I wonder,Until I fade away?Staring at me,You glare,Into insides beyond the mere,I'm only a child,A poor defenseless child,How you love watching me crumble,Being blown away by little things,You love this more than anything,And all you do is deny what I say,My soul will burn,And the insides split,While you remain unswayed....How little you see,Understanding little,Seeing little,Nothing new for me,Staying
Spiri-ku I (fr/en)Et le vent du désertsur les rêves qu'essaimentnos flammesAnd so the desert breathesover dreamsfanned by our flamesFrantz, novembre 2013.
JoyMay life whisperjoy through your veinsbefore lidding your eyes.
The Olympian Project IHecate Vêtue d’ombres finescomment pourrait-elle cacherlongtemps sa clartéDressed in shadows sheerhow could she be hiding herluster for so long Hermes Cunning on winged feetgods and men alike should beststrive for your favorRuse aux pieds ailéshommes et dieux feraient biend’avoir ta faveur All rights reserved Frantz & Halcyon Shores
*The Forgotten Tomb*Perpetuity?Timeless erosion enduredOccupant long gone.2013 Delice194115th January2013
Rhapsody In Zero GravityIs deep space silent?Amid the revolving spheres.In perpetual night.Or does God whisper?Echoing across light-years vast.Filling the void with song.
Effect of EvolutionAs continents divide, we all die.
Inner-scopea single poemI'll never stop revising -myselfOctober '11
The Olympian project: Goddesses (total fr/en)I Hécate Vêtue d’ombres finescomment pourrait-elle cacherlongtemps sa clartéDressed in shadows sheerhow could she be hiding herluster for so longII Artémis Le sable d’or fincherche la bénédictionde vos pas perdusThe sands of fine goldseek the benediction ofyour absent footsteps III Hestia Dame de lumièreles arches bleues de l’éthersont vides sans vousLady of the lightthe blue arches of my skyare void without you IV AphroditeGlissant doucementla soie sur sa peau doréeraisins blonds sucrésGracefully glidingthis silk on her gilded skin heavenly white grapesV HéraCouronne de neigebijoux colorés qui sonnentcolère divineCrowned by noble snowcolorful jewels that chimethy fury divine VI Perséphone Quelques fl
Wanted.Seeking silhouette:Read me poetry while ICry feverishly