Bitter Almonds

U2's So Cruel

only lines I'd change are "I'm only hangin on to watch you go down" other than that... Enjoy. 

Does she think he doesn’t know?

Does she think he doesn’t see?

Her fact defying motions

In her glass menagerie.

Neighborhood filled

With signs for sale

Despite claims

Of all is well

She is not represented

House half lit

Surrounding Christmas Tree

Does more than

Tell

The tale

Yet

All is well

All is good

All is in place

Just as it should

Be

But it isn’t

In his absence, she retreats

As a stone fish

Singing siren song

Where past and future

Remain a wish

You see?

And present is forgotten

In the glass menagerie

Yet

All is well

All is good

All is in place

Just as it should

Be

But it isn’t

Expendable men

With expendable dreams

All serve to fill

The vapid void

Does she think he doesn’t know?

Does she think he doesn’t see?

Her fact defying motions

In her glass menagerie.

Silent hope

music:http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SUQFlGpb_aE&feature=related (Coldplay/Lips like sugar)

Okay the song is a remake of an eternal if such a thing is possible... but that's another poem ;)  For maximum effect of song and poem, wait till his intro ends (at about :40) and the song begins before you read the poem.  Enjoy it!

Silent hope

Conversation filled

Easy hesitation

Attempts to avoid

Mines marked

Hopefully marked...

Or hopefully

Not

The silent hope

Confident trepidation

Yet with the step

The masks slip

A pace

Curious quickining

As dancers

Drawn closer

To hidden dangers

Of devices

Longing to explode

Crying for release

Eruption of consumption

Total

But

Avoided

Hopefully...

Or hopefully

not

The silent hope

They had been warned that

The mines

Must be avoided

Slightest contact

Would induce

And remind

The power

Of the kiss

Fatal

Remembrance of

The continual flowing

Blood of Eden

The undulating pulse

Of the hearts constant beat

Constant

All to be denied

Hopefully...

Or hopefully

Not

The silent hope

“Each week?”
Loaded question

Or

Inviting wish?

The mines are only a step away

Hopefully...
Or hopefully not

The silent hope

Abre tus ojos

Music: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HTkf1X6RIPw&feature=related (Radiohead Vanilla Sky)

A conversation filled

With fear of the chasm

All the while

Longing to cross

To surpass the distance

To hold

To run

"Tus ojos son comos las estrellas en el cielo negro de mi minete"

Feigning drift

“Abre tus ojos” whispered Nerda slowly tipping his hat.

While a  cummings in the corner,

Silently swore of secrets hidden in hearts.

Were they talking to he?

Were they talking to she?

As the 300-pound gorilla

Left undiscussed

Proudly beat his chest

Deafening discussion

Killing conversation

Securing stasis

Lethal

music: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SwhzL9IE1Dc&feature=related (Beatles Tomorrow Never Knows)

The cigarette pack thumped a steady beat on his watch

Tapping out the minutes, tapping out the seconds

In the half light of electric day, the lights hummed an angry monotone

He stood watching

He stood waiting

She would come

Unwrapping the pack he reflected, with a peel of the cellophane his reflections opened

Thoughts, like the compounded cigarettes,

Whose compressed shape should have controlled and limited the fire sticks,

Deprived of life sustaining oxygen, any flame that touched would limply burn before dying

However the dense tobacco now compressed only intensified the flavor

A flavor he knew he would savor

So as he prepared for her arrival, he focused all,

On one thought, one cigarette

He took out the cigarette; it felt so good in his hands

Caringly he compacted this cigarette even further,

For she would soon arrive

By tapping on his watch—slow, methodical, measured, insistent

For this cigarette he wanted to burn long slow and hot

As he waited for her arrival it was the cigarette he placed between his lips

Softly he placed the cigarette, making sure it was home

He began to salivate,

in eager anticipation of the intoxicating gift his lips would soon consume

Sure of her arrival, he lit the match,

And true to her word, she arrived

With a glance from her eyes

the cigarette was lit – the long slow burn had begun

On seeing her wave ‘Hello’,

Smoke was drawn into his lungs

The bittersweet blend of tepid smoke

As his lungs filled with a toxic blend coating all with tar

So too did his thoughts coat his heart, with its own toxic blend

Coating all in a seething burning tempest

It tasted so good

He never exhaled

"Whisper to me"

music: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TzFnYcIqj6I (Eurythmics - Here Comes the Rain Again)

 

“Whisper to me”

Pleading words

Softly dripped

From lips ripe red

Her fingers gently caressed

his

As a finishing waver

Revealed a hint

Of desperation

Slight grin on his face

Did not reveal

The critical state

His rushing heart

Made heavy

By the flood of passion

A deluge of delight

Brought by

A cherubic interloper

Conjured

Each time their souls

Longed for the caress

Of the other

And each time

Was all the time

It could burn mellow

And it could burn low

But the chronic burn

Was ever-present

So in the room filled with bystanders

He turned

And in hushed words

Lethal terms were muffled and muted

Tales of longing touches

Of the lingering trace

Of paradise deferred

By why did they whisper?

Did they not fear of being caught?

They had to whisper

Any word louder

Might break the levee

Holding primal waves back

But the language had to be spoken

To fortify

And strengthen

Spirits made weary

From their labor

For in the sacred space

When the two

Could be

Only the two

Paradise lost

Could again

Become

Paradise found

For Her

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iCQ0vDAbF7s (R.E.M. Shiny Happy People)

For him
She was
Beauty savage
Beauty fierce
Never
Beauty fragile

For he looked
As he
And saw her
As she

In fierce fire forged
Of a bond unspoken
He could be amazed
With the slightest curve
The delicate balance
In the slightest move
 
But at the beginning of the day
And at its end
It would always be her eyes

Not solely for their beauty
And the captivation contained
But she would give him that look
The look that told
That she
Was she

Beckoning his soul
That it was safe
For him
To be he

And in simple conversations
Of passing’s of the day
Dreams of the future
Remembrances of the past
Hearts danced
And frolic in fields
All their own

And her
Beyond all
She loved the way he said her name
It was different in his mouth
The gentle caress by his breath of life
Displayed, it was comfortable in his mouth
It was at home in his mouth
It was accepted

She was accepted

For her
For Her

From darkness into light

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FBm-m67d3Bg (Siouxsie And The Banshees: Kiss them for me)

“Gotta move”

Splash of cologne

Slamming door   

Diminutive lights

Village green

Meeting beckoned

But what

Was to be seen

From darkness into light

With a step

Ashen sidewalk turned beige

Purple-blue grass dissolved to green

Prominent Confederate remembrances

Defiant stand

Stone veteran of a lost cause

Watched and bled anew

As his rural sentry was overrun

By the urbanization

unstoppable

Ancient facades

Of feed and general stores

Filled with the seamless meld 

Of bars press into Ice Cream parlors

Yet the stone soldier stood

Defiant

Regardless

Continued walk

Light to darkness

Like an grey artery

Off an travelled street

A rudimentary bank clock

Continued shouting time

To a mute and slumbering world

8:55

Initial steps

Vision adjusted

Darkness into light

Heart rapid

Shadow faces

None recognized

All it took was a forward press

Half-light to half-light

Towards the side

Figure sat

Face hidden

Apprehensive Approach

Name nuance

A turn

Twist of flowing hair

Hidden eyes

Seduced

With merely a glance

Placid blue

Belied a tempest beneath

Revealed by a welcoming

Mischievous smile

From darkness into light