K.J. Lander

FOR THE BARD I know not what you want of me; You wear a crimson cloak of love. Beneath, on whorls and sweep of skin I fear just comfort worn instead. In brooding pools of brown water I try to catch little fishes. A slither and touch of passion So quickly darts away to depth. [...]

(a depressing eulogy on the passing of life) When I’ve closed my eyes upon the world Will you remember me? Will your leaves unravel, a bud unfurled Without me to see? Will you spread your wings and soar on high Without my laugh beside you? Will you break down on knees and cry Because I’m [...]

I won’t cry, I won’t bleed from your spite I won’t show that I care, that your words bite And tear at my very being I won’t give you the satisfaction of knowing I won’t allow you to see me showing Lack of valour And weakness I won’t let these walls contain my hurt Education [...]

No touch of hands Or brush Of lips on lips No stroke of face Or grind Of hips on hips Just love… And wires But fingers dance Over keys Each jab a kiss Sent through static Under seas Through earth and mist Promised futures And vows Made with intent To be together In truth Before [...]

I have followed you through raging storms, watched mountains fall at your feet. I have been the sun on countless morns, warmed your face with reflected heat. Ravaged by the mask you wear unadored; lonliness a friend. The mask slips at times, and I am there A shield maiden; and I’ll defend you against those [...]

Phenetical, parenthetical, artificial intellectual; the basis for a modern way of living. Hetrosex, homosex, unisex – don’t forget the durex; labels required for lovers giving. Homeopathy, aromatherapy, psychology, sociopathy; New age requirements for being. Pubescence, adolescence, essential essence; no damn sense. Excuses for looking but not seeing. Burning effigy, hard-core pornography, what kind of coffee? [...]

She said that the bath was a good place to think to let her mind wander and dream as she’d sink way down to the depths of her mind and the mire to dig at the memories, like ash from the fire. As rose laden tides would lap at her feet she’d wander on beaches, [...]

“You’re free to go whenever you please,” the jailer says in his casual manner, “there’s the door.” The door; the gateway to liberation – stands ajar, but not open. The cool breeze of freedom pushes through the gap. I’m fighting the urge to bolt, like a wild horse startled into a desperate gallop, but I’m [...]

Trepidatious steps taken slowly. Malicious intent hidden from those who’d not suffer under the torturous love you give. Silenced by silken scarves, air heavy with tension in anticipation of your fury. Confused by your idea of love. Smoke swirls from your burning leaf And fills the dimly lit room with grey, languid tendrils of rage [...]