Garden Belle

In blind enchantment we stood Before idle shadows that twine, ++++++++++stagnant Behind morning light and underneath flower vines Verdant perfumes colored the air in breezes of shine As shine itself meandered d ++++++++++++++++++++o +++++++++++++++++++++w ++++++++++++++++++++++n +++++++++++++++++++++++onto ivory trellises It was a strange occurrence (For oft we never agreed) but amidst…

Council of the Dejected

I think it be best we all gather The minds of the wise, the hearts of the broken And form a council of dejected – Souls torn, emotions dead To comfort those new to such a wicked game I remember my pain, as old as it was But when I…

Pointless

Pointless Christopher Denq ~2009 Last night, while tossing in my sleep I woke with the strangest idea I dreamt me charging forth the plains Screaming out, “For Narnia!” I ran forward, just as the weather darkened The sweet grass turned to frost From the trees, green was lost And the…

Inner Beauty

Inner Beauty Christopher Denq ~2008 Where does beauty truly lie? Within the heart, not by the eye The eye deceives and the eye is blind It is the soul where answers you’ll find Not to search beyond look; a disgrace The beauty within, not a face But what is beauty?…

Empty

Empty Christopher Denq ~2008 You peer into my eyes, An empty sea of darkness You glance at my smile, A fake expression lining my mouth You look at my shoulders, Weighed down by the burden meant for ten people You feel my hands, A frozen landscape of emptiness You reach…

Hate

Hate Christopher Denq ~2009 This world is filled with hate Why go upon to add to it? Hate against life Hate against death Hate against green Hate against breath Hate against the sun The moon, the stars Why are you so steady In the way you are? Hate against music…

Those Three Boring Words

Those Three Boring Words Christopher Denq ~2009 The same old three words: Funny, pretty, and smart Are so boring And shouldn’t be used to start A conversation between you and her One that may decide A future holding promise Don’t let that die… It’s too simple, too cliched And doesn’t…