Saturday, March 17, 2012

AIRPLANE WINGS

Under the wreckage and old debris
Of Broken, battled airplane wings
Angels who weep salted tears no more
Hear my wanton plea.



I cry for you, yet ran away
It's the nature of my beast
Marked by a devils and butterflies
I can only be what I must be

I say to you, do set me free
While a plane crashes in the sky
We hold a toast, two lovers lips
Mutter the sadly faint goodbye.

"AirPlane Wings" -C.Menard 3.16.2012

Tuesday, November 22, 2011

By Way of Sea

Later boys its the death of the world
Lost alone in Love
They cast out their pearls
Alone in the night
Divided by swine
So softly she drifts
By soft lunar light

Away for a day
The sound of a hum
Beats steady and loud
like an old ships drum
Pounding inside
They row in by day
Holding to the hearts
These lost lovers saved

So I think of you from a far
So my ship may then sink
Two Lovers apart
Drift further by sea

And in dreams we might meet
And in memories we shall die
Buried in between the sheets
With those secrets we hide

Wednesday, May 04, 2011

UNREQUITED WINTER

Someone must have dropped
a bullet from the sky
That lit up the Heaven's
And stole away the night

For in your arms
I thought I might lay
Til death did we part
And the love still remained

All of the stars in heaven
Must have fallen below
And cast their light in the favor
of your magnificent glow

Someone must have stolen
All the diamonds from the mines
And set them deeply in
the sockets of your eyes

It was never untrue
Nor was it ever meant to be
That someone like you
Could love someone like me

Wednesday, April 13, 2011

LIFE'S LONG CYCLE.

I know what's wrong with the world
But now more than ever,
I seem to know what's right.
I can't be undone, I can't commit
I recoil from the fight.

The terror, the train, the pull to the wall
And the bouncing of the ball
Like a pendulum swings to the highest highs
Still falls to the lowest lows
I will, and so will it, return to the middle,
And when provoked,
Swing upward again.

By this, is life's long cycle.
-Cmenard 4.13.2011

Tuesday, April 05, 2011

THE PLACE WHERE DEVILS GO.

Where do you blow the indigo
Its mixed with blue grey hues
Darker across a tattered fold
The aged nature is true.

When a demon smiles up at me
From the bottom of the lagoon
I breathe in a quiet manner
Beautiful silence erupts in bloom.

Stirred in cotton bounty
And the balls the reapers sew
Cast their affection below me
To the place that Devils know.

Saturday, April 02, 2011

BE YOUR GRIM REAPER

I'll be your grim reaper
I'll hold your heart in a case
I'll watch the time and the moments
Keep you shackled in your place

I'll be your grim reaper
Switch the roles of master and slave
Inhale you through billow and smoke
Just to hold that precious face

I'll be your grim reaper
I'll hold the ticking of your time
When the bomb goes off Explodes within
Forever when you were mine.

Tuesday, March 01, 2011

DISSOLVES WITH THE FLAME

Where are you in your love
Where colds and cuddles lay
When cupid and Valentines fall from above
Into the palm of your wrinkled hand

When will you see me then
When my heart bleeds your name
And God's and demons up above
Continue to play their evil games

What will you see in your love
What's the nature of your pain
When I hold you closely to my heart
The the words dissolve with the flame

-C.Menard 3.1.2011

Sunday, February 27, 2011

OYSTERS

Quietly Diving
For Oysters,
Opening
and Digging In.

Silently Diving
For Oysters
Quiet Opening,
Digging in.

-CMenard. 2.27.2011

MONSTERS

I don't have any wisdom.
I'm a leper in the cold.
Cast out by my own hands.
I wear a beautiful veil.

As for people named Virginia,
They've got sensibility
And know what men have created-
MONSTERS.

-C.Menard 2.26.2011

Friday, February 18, 2011

TO LAURA, THE FOLDS

If tears were to fall down
Upon that milky face
I'd surely save them all
In the folds of my widows lace.

-C.Menard 2.18.2011

Tuesday, February 15, 2011

I ONLY KNOW HIM AT NIGHT

I only Know him at night
Its when the streets bring him to me
Our paths cross under buzzing lights
Roaring laughter from the eaves

Under the cold of the moon's light
Sound of splashing water
on speeding cars
Thugs,Tipsy, lovers embrace
The Angel reminds of us where we are

I've only known him at night
When the bars sometimes call our names
The stranger by way of the roadside
Bears the burden of the game.

-C.Menard 2.15.2011