Friday, August 24, 2012

Autumn


Can you feel it?

In the brisk morning air
autumn quickly approaches--wanting me
to embrace her with my whole being

These warm days of August remind me that
Summer still lingers and longs for
just one more lazy--hazy afternoon

Attempting to erase any thought of
shorter days--cool--brisk nights--sweaters--campfires
and falling leaves

With a mid-day summer's kiss
the warmth of the sun lingers until
the moon rises--and reminds us
that autumn will soon be on its way

KF Mosca
Copyright © 2012

Sunday, August 19, 2012

Hands


Hands that reach
          hands that feel
                    hands that hold
                              you very still

Hands that teach
          hands that tear
                    hands that keep
                              you in despair

Hands that keep you silent
          hands that hold your throat
                    hands that touch your stomach
                              hands that you hope won’t

Hands that hold your ankles
          hands that touch your breast
                    hands that reach inside you
                              and take your very best

Hands that steal your soul
          hands that drown your screams
                    hands that reach right through you
                                        to rip apart your dreams

                                                                                         

KF Mosca
Copyright © 2012

Karma's Scoreboard

You say--
you know what we went through
you only know what he choose to disclose

trepidation encircles the soul
motivating you to construct
the paper wall of fear

You say—
you know my absolute position
a mighty oracle you be!

Parlor tricks do not impress
those that choose to see
vows disrespected your man discarded

caring not what carnage is left withering on the      
golden highway that leads
to your dream come true

You are—
content to be enraptured by the
golden threaded spell the web he weaves
to ensure of your entrapment

Quaffing the enchanted nightcap
as you become enveloped
in a dream-state slumber

of his desire
Karma has awakened…
…and she is keeping score


KF Mosca
Copyright © 2012

Nitram Rof

From the depths of a singed and blackened soul
the life essence of the untouchable sky god
stench oozing from your innermost being
sulfuric flames lapping genitals
that have gone flaccid

Sickly sweet prayers pour out to a
trampolined crucifix--rebounding--echoing
throughout the universe
falling,
        falling,
                 falling back to earth in a listless THUMP! 

POOF--the dust rises and settles

Desperate man that you’ve become
emulating the good Christian
in secret you cover your head with
the sackcloth of mourning while you think
no one is watching



KF Mosca
Copyright © 2012

Monday, August 13, 2012

The Sinless Woman

A knowledge of the herbs
which men thought to be so shallow
gave healing to her neighbor
could send her to the gallows
                             
With a bright and brilliant mind
dare she speak so out of turn
accusation would then cause
the innocent to burn

Rumors spread throughout the town
of her by the wicked
scared to find before the court
frightened, alone and naked

Stripped of all her dignity
before the so called righteous
tortured for her testimony
confession would please the pious
                             
For principle and truth
would she never confess
to kindness as a crime
and die a woman sinless


By KF Mosca
Copyright © 2012

KF Mosca Quotes

"You may love it or hate it, but if art does not make you feel something, it isn't doing its job." 

“When you've paved the path with will, desire and persistence, you then stand at the door you have worked so hard to get to. The Universe hands you the key. You insert the key, open the door, and you walk into the gift that the Universe has been waiting to give you, but couldn't until you took the first step in paving the path."

 "As long as those who came into my life to destroy it steer clear, I will have no reason to return the favor."

 "When it comes to men, the Universe has given me a nice variety, like the dessert counter at a buffet; yummy, sweet and you can't help but indulge." 

"The Universe has brought a nice selection of men into my life that has been what I have needed for a specific reason or time. When the Universe brings along Mr. Right, he won't be Mr. Right Now, he'll be Mr. Right On." 

"I now have to exchange my little black book for a little black three ring binder." 

"Have you ever felt at a specific moment in time, the stars align, and opportunity stands, knocking at your door? You can feel it and you can see it. At that specific moment, you know it is time to open the door; it is your golden opportunity, a true gift from life. You see that everything you have ever experienced has led you to this point in time; you take possession of the moment, and you fully own it." 

"We see her and he is there, although we cannot see him with physical eyes, we still feel his presence." (John Lennon references after watching Yoko Ono perform). 

"90 short years ago a woman gained the right to vote. I say...A woman who chooses not to vote, votes to keep her silent." 

"When life seems to be kicking your ass, you get up, you turn around, you kick life in its ass, and you put life back in its place." 

"There is no greater miracle than when one comes to the realization that there is no god, devil, monster, ghost or angel that can possibly do anything to stop our success when we put our mind to the task at hand." 

"Because I only have one life to live, I live it to its fullest. I want passion, desire, tenderness, compassion, success, truth, joy, happiness and love. So I go for all that I want and I somehow get it. If I happen not to get what I go for, then it wasn't meant to be. I appreciate life and the gifts it bestows on me. These gifts may come in the form of hard lessons learned or in the beauty of something as simple as the fragrance of a rose on a crisp autumn morning. No matter what life brings my way, I have the ability to find the value in the lesson or the beauty in the gift." 

By KF Mosca
Copyright © 2012

Oh, To Be Free

Wretched soul
 set me free from
this tormentous grieving

For I no longer
desire to dwell
in the depths of despair

Eternal rest
be my lover
as you are my longing

let sleep envelop my body
as vines
encrust the dead

Shroud this fallen angel
who so miserably fails
to take that final step


By KF Mosca
Copyright © 2012