She

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She was that iron phoenix, rising like a storm conjured at the back of a blistered mind; torn by love, torn by hate, torn by a desolate night and an unrelenting sight; that mid-day sun, that starless sky, she was a morning dove’s cry; that mystery, that unrelenting history you could never quite recall, but in her eyes you… you saw it all; the dove, the crow, and the feast they’ll both sow, and the song that was sung the day their hearts were finally won, spun, out under that traveler’s… sun.

 

La Fée

10/26/2018

© Odyne La Fée 2018

She Flew

she flew

Straight to you, and that southern star

She buried her heart like it was lightening in a jar

Out of nowhere, out of reach

She was the midnight child you could never quite… teach

Like sands, worn by that tidal force

She withstood them all, a painted horse

A solitary discourse

Full of nothing

and

Remorse

 

Why…Like an arrow to its target

You were the mission she could never quite

Forget

Regret…

Hell, even sublet

 

And that anticipated flood…

Why, it was always the venom in her blood

My turtle dove, my wilting rose…

Why, she flew to you

Like them two old

Crows

And you… why of course

You Arose

Like some goddamn sight to be seen

Like some goddamn uncommon thing

You…

You shiny golden ring

You…

History’s

Wellspring.

 

La Fée

10/23/2018

© Odyne La Fée 2018

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

This I Am

This I am

I left it in New Orleans, cursed by that relentless tide
Never to subside
I left it a crumpled mess, just like The Entry and all those
Relentless boys that… tried
Oh mama never said a girl would become as big as all those
Lies
…lied

 

Shied, like the devil who fell into a sideways grave
Oh how those days… just won’t behave, when they traipse ‘round
These holy grounds
Hollow… not holy… cuz I just keep trying to empty them
Of all we done
Down
County Cork
Down that road, with that dark-and-fallow fork

 

Just us kids… not knowin just how shallow
The water really is
Or the depth of his reach
Nor the lessons
Those Quarters, and his ‘no-quarters’… preach
Or the demons they eventually…
unleash

 

Oh dark and troubled days
You’re the death that stalks my ways
And leaves them shudderin’
Shudderin’…
A shudderin’…
display

 

La Fée

10/22/2018

© Odyne La Fée 2018

 

A Victory of Geometry

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The travesty comes in the geometry of lives that never intersect

Never having a chance to dissect, all that makes them breathe

A travesty cast in shadows on unfamiliar streets

For she walks alone, like always

But he… he is the dancing fool, always making romance

With everything he sees

 

But it was the sorrow trapped within her heart

That propelled him from the start.

 

Down by the docks she stalks the night like a prowler

Always looking for a reward, always ambling sea-ward

Onward

Towards better days

A release from the endless malaise, and that hollow haze

Out into the ocean she goes… for she knows… there is no potion

That can ever erase the lessons of war

Or that final score

Still to be set

A life, that was the off-set, and there is no re-set,

And no contractual

 

…end

 

And yet he looks sky-ward, west-ward, towards

That darkening night, and all of her mystery;

Until the sea… or he… has finally claimed…

 

 

victory.

 

 

La Fée


10/15/2018


© Odyne La Fée 2018

 

 

 

Undone

 

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I roll the disappointment around my tongue…

Like yesterday’s milk left out in the sun

Oh how you reek of things never begun

A person who forgot how to be…

 

someone

 

 

Fail me now you bitter thing

For you are as flimsy as the promises you sling

 

Because night has come to swallow you whole

 

For into that bottomless pit, you stole

Into that tiny little pinhole

You call life

 

 

Why…

 

I see it now

as clearly as if

I were

 

Your

 

Only

 

Strife

 

 

Remind me again…

That taste of your fear

Whenever life comes too near

 

 

Why…

 

And just so we are clear…

 

That fear

 

Was always

Sincere

 

Still…

 

 

You…

 

You bore me to death

 

For you are as bereft of color as that vintage pose

For I see in you now…

there was never anything to expose

 

No mystery

 

Beneath all that…

 

Melrose

 

 

La Fée


10/09/2018


© Odyne La Fée 2018

What Heart Is This

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You beat like sunrise on a desert sky

You thrum like the endless ocean tide

You burn like autumn in a northern clime

And yet still you are not mine

 

Oh, detest me if you will

Tender heart for the pain I instill

Through this terrible dream

A nightmare as beautiful as any seen

 

Yet what heart is this

That still cannot resist

Forever’s fatal twist

Or fate’s ironic kiss

 

What heart is this

That ever-survives

Because a stranger

Lives and thrives

 

 

La Fée


10/06/2018


© Odyne La Fée 2018

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I

That Loyal Hound

Came like Sunday

Never thinkin’ you’d look my way

A someday that one day

I knew would never come

 

So I

 

Danced while people were watching

and

Sang like no one could hear

 

Because I

 

Fade into nothing whenever you weren’t near

 

So I

 

Held you in my heart

Right there from the very start

No strings

No tethers

No maybe someday will be better

 

Till one day…

 

I

 

disappear.

 

RE

 10/04/2018

 © SQP 2018

A Murdered Mime

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Today I sat with Kierkegaard and Tolstoy… Nietzsche was there too… as was Plath, and Woolf.  And just like we were all old friends we sat and talked over my afternoon tea and a contemplative smoke.  And together we wandered in the malaise that was, and is, life.  And I wondered at all the brilliance, despite the darkness that seemed to haunt every thought, as well as the darkness that lingered… despite the harsh afternoon sun.  And well… I saw then… all of them… the paths we had yet to wander, and the thoughts we had yet to ponder… and yet… in the seeing… was utterly devastated.  For I saw then, what I had ever-refused before, a path that led you not here, to my waiting door… oh, how I had thought… and in that surety knew… what our eager hearts would do.  But this… this bitter consideration was something new.  What then did my aged advisors tell me to do?  What conjure did they claim would ward-off this devastating blow?  Why… they were as dumb and as deaf as a murdered mime, and their words rang with the hollow bitterness of time.  But in their silence gave… a much-needed clue.

 

La Fée

 10/03/2018

 © Odyne La Fée 2018

 

It Should Burn

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Cheers Blind Confusion by Joaquin Allen

It should burn, like a fire
A raging desire, as hot as any sun
It should consume, at a touch
It should feel like it’s nearly too much
Don’t stop
Never let it stop
Never let it stop
Once begun
It will drive you to new heights
And depths… oh the depths you will plumb
Ten thousand directions
And when you know… La Fée
You’ll know them all
As one

It should ache, like a famine
A toothache examined, and then reexamined
It should hurt, and throb, and drive you
To distraction
But give you traction
Compel you into… action
For the rapture
The seizure
You know follows the fever
Oh misbeliever,
What meager dreams
What petty schemes
Have you locked in at the seams?
When all along…
Just there…. at your fingertips…
An entire regime?

 

La Fée
10/03/2018
© Odyne La Fée 2018

 

 

Come Again

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Past has come again, like night haunts the day

“Turn”, I tell it, “please turn away”

Those days were never meant to stay

 

I was a prisoner, in a system that wrote

Words upon the sky

A slave, I never questioned why

 

But then came the night sky…

And oh… how he twinkled so bright

Like diamonds sprinkled into

My corner of hell

And so for him… a thousand demons I did fell…

 

But rise, and rise again, they come like

The jinn, with whispered dreams of things so sweet

And to my starving eyes they do look the treat

But death lies in their wake

And their thirst… will never slake

Until finally I break

An empty coffin

And an endless heartbreak

 

La Fée

 10/03/2018

 ©  Odyne La Fée 2018

 

 

 

 

Mimic

That girl… she were a mimic

So slick make your head tick, make them digits click

And by-golly… that tongue they did… lick

Like Lolly

Till she was singin so sweet…

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But don’t forget… the sweat of her meet

Ain’t just a candied… treat.

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Piles and piles of what used to be

miles and miles

Of reems…

Of cotton-pickin’ dreams

Schemes you forgot weren’t exactly clean

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So find yourself another mark

This one’s gone and stole the microphone

From the shark.

 

La Fée

 09/30/2018

 ©  Odyne La Fée 2018

Obliged

I am not that

To the stars I’ve fallen a slave,
and that swath of Milky Way…
how it begs me now to stay.
Yet untethered…
untethered… I stray,

into the light that always betrays
my scars.
I’ve carried them all
so very far.

So let me rest my head
here for a while…
for I think I’ve forgotten
how to smile…

 

La Fée

 09/30/2018

 ©  Odyne La Fée 2018

Compelled

CompelledI traced my heart upon the sky…

But you were there…

With that twinkle in your eye

 

I went fishin for that ever-after dream

But you were there…

Just floatin down the stream

 

Oh my tender heart

Was poisoned

From the very start

 

But isn’t that your theme

Your scheme to keep everything clean

 

A million loves

Yet none’s the one

Nothing’s begun…

And nothing’s ever done

 

Till that one day

Some day

That lion-heart is finally won

Spun

Out on some highway

Some byway

 

Oh why can’t you come

My way

Into my fray

I swear…

You’d be ever-so compelled

To stay

 

 

La Fée

 

09/21/2018

 

©  Odyne La Fée 2018

 

 

Now You Shudder

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Oh how you roll from the back of my tongue

An endless question, barely begun

Spun

Like spinning wheels and galaxies

Like a rapturous disease

Or an unease

To plague my mind, body, and soul

Goddamn, how your eyes take their toll…

And those demons they extol…

Come now… it’s like a siren song

That devil horn, that unholy gong

Callin me from my seaward home

With that dark-worded tome

Those sinister sounds

That tear the Dark Fae from their mounds

And oh how she arose

To feast upon your mighty woes

Such tender flesh made rent

A lifetime you have spent

Building up those walls

Tell me, how fast they crumble with each of your squalls

My tender bud, my wilting flower

Now’s the time you give up that power

You never really had

Cuz thinkin so’s just gone-on and made ya sad

My devil dog, my ferocious beast

Ain’t it time you sat down to this feast?

 

La Fée

09/15/2018

 ©  Odyne La Fée 2018