Tag Archives: Blue Öyster Cult

QUANTUS a poem

Quantus

Embodied in you, my skin
So into you, my mind
Burns in my skull, your bone
Is my bone and my home

Cry out to you, my friend
So long ago, I saw
The dark and still, the warm
Where we were first born

I can’t but you will, I know
Let be and let go, please show
Me the way, my stone
To rejoin and atone

There is a place, it’s there
Where we will go, someday
One heart and one mind, rewind
Released and unblind


“Hey Mitch, what’s this poetry thing all about?” I want to collaborate with Blue Öyster Cult and I’m hoping the Öyster Boys will think this would make a good lyric.

Did you know I wrote a paranormal/mystery/romance book inspired by Blue Öyster Cult’s lyrical themes?  Click here to download it here for free!

The cover to my book “Chatters on the Tide” inspired by the music of Blue Öyster Cult

DRACO AQUA a poem

Draco Aqua

Swirling whirling compass spins
The circle squared breaks its frame
Hits the deck its cross is maimed
Up is fouled, down is laimed
When chaos reigns the Dragon wins

Lifeboats down and time is up
Who will run for ropes and rails
And flee the darted poison tail?
Who will steer and dare to fail
Whelming death and drink the cup?

Storm-clouds break, the Dragon dives
Many the man who floats alone
Lost at sea, wandering gone
Stalwart few with spirits honed
Sailing on preserved alive

In vain we plot, as Graves decried
The Dragon’s death, or seeking proof
Denounce his scales and saw-edged tooth
Material man, here’s your truth
The Dragon flaunts an unpierced hide


“Hey Mitch, what’s this poetry thing all about?” I want to collaborate with Blue Öyster Cult and I’m hoping the Öyster Boys will think this would make a good lyric.

Did you know I wrote a paranormal/mystery/romance book inspired by Blue Öyster Cult’s lyrical themes?  Click here to download it here for free!

The cover to my book “Chatters on the Tide” inspired by the music of Blue Öyster Cult

HARROW a poem

harrow

In a world he ‘longs not to
To a dream he is not bound
By a road he does not walk
Only harrowed is he found

Lie down where you groan
Wander where you roam
Fissures, cracks and moans
Cried out once and gone

It’s a curve he cannot touch
From a touch he will be dumb
In a world of angels ‘lone
A sallow bone he’ll plumb

Lie down where you groan
Wander where you roam
Fissures, cracks and moans
Cried out once and gone

Words and language sere
Legion named and feared
Haunts my fearful soul
Fingers thumbs and tears

Lie down where you groan
Wander where you roam
Fissures, cracks and moans
Cried out once and gone

I said he cried out once
and gone, gone, gone
Only cried out once and gone

 


“Hey Mitch, what’s this poetry thing all about?” I want to collaborate with Blue Öyster Cult and I’m hoping the Öyster Boys will think this would make a good lyric.

Did you know I wrote a paranormal/mystery/romance book inspired by Blue Öyster Cult’s lyrical themes?  Click here to download it here for free!

The cover to my book “Chatters on the Tide” inspired by the music of Blue Öyster Cult

RAT TRAP SATRAP a poem

Rat Trap Satrap

Misering the counted days
Living in a zero sum haze
Rat trap satrap
Prince of the atheist craze

Puzzling the whodunit maze
With your TV detective ways
Pink Panther answers
And two-bit gumshoe dossiers

But there’s warp within the weave
Look up quick before you leave
At the apogee tapestry
It’s zero grieve and all vive

Infinite numbers that are odd
Even too eternal esplanade
Sacerdotal grand total
The unbound is not for naught

Receding when approached
The most sacred mysteries
Will not be encroached
Sanest of all insanities
To lose oneself and gain a soul


“Hey Mitch, what’s this poetry thing all about?” I want to collaborate with Blue Öyster Cult and I’m hoping the Öyster Boys will think this would make a good lyric.

Did you know I wrote a paranormal/mystery/romance book inspired by Blue Öyster Cult’s lyrical themes?  Click here to download it here for free!

The cover to my book “Chatters on the Tide” inspired by the music of Blue Öyster Cult

DILUVIAN EYE a poem

DILUVIAN EYE

Forgotten pathways once again familiar
The cave draws a path to its mouth
But the Orient has more poles than South
And five miles down I spelunk your maze

Thistles and fruit from trees depend
As whelmed I wade diluvian halls
Decrying  exits of illusion, searching smooth walls
By touch I find the hoary iris window

Tumbling from that oculus to see and seen
Guarded and regarded by the desert cougar
On warm sand recumbent, triumphant in my surrender
Gazed upon and gazing, the eye  between pearline pillars

Dark and moist are light and dry
Gold and silver gone, black and white
Are your headless standard’s colors bright
Lost, lost am I to your relentless tract and backward step

The forgotten pathway begs remembrance
But weaned too long I cannot be unborn again
To once again recurse the diluvian eye
Between the pillars of pearl and see another way


“Hey Mitch, what’s this poetry thing all about?” I want to collaborate with Blue Öyster Cult and I’m hoping the Öyster Boys will think this would make a good lyric.

Did you know I wrote a paranormal/mystery/romance book inspired by Blue Öyster Cult’s lyrical themes?  Click here to download it here for free!

The cover to my book “Chatters on the Tide” inspired by the music of Blue Öyster Cult

CARCAJOU a poem

cARCAJOU

Slap tail beavers plunkin’ in the pond water
Duffers under cover snacking on coon fodder
Kids on bikes runnin’ circles ’round the lake
Are rangers checking billets?  Oh make no mistake

Free as a bird
Bury me with my boots on
Can’t polish a turd
But I can can sure get my swoop on

Carcajou, skunk bear, badger, teddy rat
Ain’t got nothin’ on me so don’t forget
Filly ran off now I’m pinin’ for a Donna
Eyes skinned bald and I’m checkin’ out the fauna

Free as a bird
Bury me with my boots on
Can’t polish a turd
But I can sure get my swoop on

Engrams, orgone, Radithor and more
Nothin’ ever works and I’m feeling mighty sore
Dead as a hammer and I’m numb as a stone
Get up and go done got up and gone

Free as a bird
Bury me with my boots on
Can’t polish a turd
But I can sure get my swoop on


“Hey Mitch, what’s this poetry thing all about?” I want to collaborate with Blue Öyster Cult and I’m hoping the Öyster Boys will think this would make a good lyric.

Did you know I wrote a paranormal/mystery/romance book inspired by Blue Öyster Cult’s lyrical themes?  Click here to download it here for free!

The cover to my book “Chatters on the Tide” inspired by the music of Blue Öyster Cult

GOGGLES a poem

GOggles

I remember what you wore
When we met on Jersey’s shore
A simple flirtation
I had no expectations
And then that encounter in Majorca
And in again in Cuyahoga
The last time it stuck

No idea what we were doing
No thought to our undoing
Random coagulation
Without formulation
A thing of beauty even so
Had everything, everywhere to go
We’d never get unstuck

Got up this morning
Shoulda known there’d be no warning
Sick of the avatars
Tired of cords and cables
You took off your love goggles
Walked off without a blip
And now we’re unplugged


“Hey Mitch, what’s this poetry thing all about?” I want to collaborate with Blue Öyster Cult and I’m hoping the Öyster Boys will think this would make a good lyric.

Did you know I wrote a paranormal/mystery/romance book inspired by Blue Öyster Cult’s lyrical themes?  Click here to download it here for free!

The cover to my book “Chatters on the Tide” inspired by the music of Blue Öyster Cult