Jester's Poetry!
Updated January 30, 2004
One new poem, found at the bottom!


Kitty Haiku

Silver on midnight,
A light in the dark--my saint
my savior from hell
grey little kitten, silver
in light. I love you.

Wishing I was the
pale moonlight on his warm skin--
I'm awake all night.

And so with dreams of
being in each other's arms
lovers fall asleep.

Asleep, my beloved?
I will visit you in dreams
and hold you till dawn.

A sight of my love,
my silver knight of times past;
he takes me away.

A sleepy kitten
trying to write pretty words
long past her bedtime.

The hissing kitty
reminded of an old friend
curls up asleep--purr.

The busy kitty,
she's so sleepy, finds the time
to write pretty words
for the silver kitten knight
so he won't worry.
Silver on midnight,
A light in the dark--my saint
my savior from hell
grey little kitten, silver
in light. I love you.


The smell of turkey
so heavy in the cold air
doesn't reach her nose.
Poor kitty isn't feeling
all the way better.

Sitting by herself
she finds her thoughts turning to
her warm kitty knight.


Forgive me, Daddy
forgive me, Daddy, for I am sin
now tell me where your lies begin
forever retain this darkness within
never in this life can I win

the night calls to its children
and they summon all their brethren
those that shall never be forgiven,
the demons that wallow in sin

girl or woman? angel or devil?
she'll always be the one in trouble
who cares? she just ends up in hell
the one with a soul dark as opal

Forgive me, daddy, for I am ill
I stand here on my window sill
About to jump, myself to kill--
I'll have no need for that pill



A Moment's Reflection on Love
Silly silly Danny boy,
So strange but sweet in your sutble ways.
Willing to serve me,
pining for me the rest of your days
What did I do to deserve such devotion?
What is it you see in my miserable soul?
Why do you accept my indecision?

Why does it hurt to see you sad..
...yet burn my soul when you smile?
I'll never understand your thoughts, your logic..
..but they're so much more sane than mine.
How is it you see light inside me..
when all
I feel
is misery?



The Mind's Field
In the field of the mind
blooms an eternal flower
of thought and hope
and innocent love.
Yet beside in grows
an evil, twisted weed,
trying to choke out the good,
or turn it to hate.

My silver kitten, my silver knight..
Save me from the dark of night!
Pull my soul up to the light,
Then together we'll find delight.



The Soul of a Demon
A feeling of darkness
weighs down my heart
my mind
my soul
Why is it even in a group I feel so alone?
A group that seems to be like me,
But I'm not like them.
No, no..
I'm not like those girls
the ones that shriek and squeal
at an ink-pattern's sighting.
No, not me.
Yet I wish I could be so innocent,
so carefree to be myself
...but myself is evil.
...myself is filthy.
...I am a dark girl-shaped demon
longing for death to end life's torment
for all time--
I'd welcome the flames of hell if they would let me be free.
And yet when the drugs rule my mind..
..I imitate those girls so well.
The smiling, loving girls..
...the ones that laugh and hug
and make friends everywhere they go.

Can I love?
Do I even have emotions of my own?
Or is what I experience not feelings at all
and merely the waves of medicines in my brain?
Without the flow I feel nothing-
no love
no hate
no worth
no respect.

Why must my soul punish my mind
for having a love of words,
a need to express myself?
Why are my heartfelt and honest words
doomed to be fated to darkness
I did nothing to deserve?

Why was fate so cruel
as to give a poet
the soul
of a demon?


Thoughts.
Forgive me, Danny, for what I do--
This path I walk seems to hurt you
More than myself; that shouldn't be.
harm you less than it hurts me
Is the way of such things.
But now you talk of silver rings
and hope and light and love evermore,
and show me things I've seen before
Yet not the same; a different light.
Oh thank you, thank you, my kitty knight.



Mourning my Grandpa
Looking back
hurts the neck
pains the heart
but
we're all sick enough at times
to go through
the hell
of remorse.


Quality Time
Cut me, use me, hurt and abuse me,
My heart is yours forever.
For no matter what you do
It's quality time together.








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