Joseph Kreydt

Tag: poet

  • Steam

    Maybe the steam is a small tax,
    The cost of this drink’s warmth.

    Maybe the steam is a prayer.
    Maybe it is His share.

    Maybe it is the drink’s quest,
    Venturing out of the cup,
    Heaven bound, pouring up.

  • Night Walker

    At night, the woods come alive.
    They shape shift. They dance.
    It’s a glorious ball with painted eyes
    And noble gowns around a buzzing hive.

    They get bigger too, the woods.
    I think I hear them say, “you’re small.”
    They don’t say nothing, and it’s not banal.
    They seem to say, “this is not all.”

    A breeze blows. Something scurries.
    And though I don’t know what it is,
    I am sure now. I am certain
    There is more behind the curtain.

    There is more than what I sense.
    There’s something that I cannot grasp.
    I pause to listen by a fence,
    But hearing nothing I commence.

  • ‘It Is So No More

    Look at the pictures, young one.
    Oh, the way Orion danced across the sky.
    He danced as slow as icebox honey flows
    – In perfect rhythm, though.
    We watched him every winter night.

    He danced and glowed. Each lustrous node
    Was notched with reverie and delight.
    Oh, the way he danced so free (and leisurely),
    Unbound, at liberty, untied!

    Look at the pictures, young one.
    Oh, the sight, Orion danced away the night.

    It is so no more.

    His light has been obscured.
    Man and Mammon waged their war.

    They hid him in the sky
    Behind thirty thousand satellites.
    Stars that could be bought and sold
    Were slung like nets upon his home.

    Oh, he used to dance, child.
    We watched him move so gracefully.
    But now the night time sky is glowing
    Bright with forgeries.

    Orion’s hands and feet are bound,
    His dance no longer seen.
    He’s been uncrowned,
    His radiance drowned,
    Lost behind a spellbound screen.

  • Suicide

    This fall feels like miles.
    The city’s lights are pretty.
    I wish I had a pair of wings
    So I could save myself.

  • Superman (Part 1)

    You give her drugs. You give her a pit bull.
    You give her compliments on her tiny shorts.

    Then when her youth is gone, you move on.

    You use her, then make her hide her face.
    You tell her she’s to blame and it’s a disgrace.

    And when you’re convinced you’re right,
    You get a second wife.

    You tell them lies. You tell them they’re beautiful,
    But only with your makeup on their eyes.

    When their money is yours, you call them whores
    And sell them birth control.

  • Shine

    He painted the skies;
    Yellow, red, blue.

    With the paint he had left,
    He made you.

    That’s why your eyes shine
    The way they do.

  • Searching

    I embrace the wild blizzard.
    I sail deeper to the swelling sea.
    I chase the sun that blisters.
    I trek the mountain willingly

    Because I need to know,
    No matter where you are,
    No matter where I find you,
    I can bring you home.

    I seek the eye of the hurricane.
    I run toward the crack of thunder.
    I wash my face in streams of rain.
    I fight the tide that pulls me under

    Because I need to know,
    No matter what it takes,
    No matter what,
    I will bring you home.

  • Choosing Flight

    Eleven-thirty-five at night,
    The McDonald’s drive-thru
    Has six cars in line,
    But I am only walking by.
    I am hungry for more.
    I want something big.

    I want to fly.

    I want to taste the starry sky.
    On a grand adventure, I might fall or die,
    But I would rather meet death,
    Seeking truth and freedom and love,
    Than live forever

    Waiting in line
    For a burger and a small fry.

  • Hazel Eyes in the Mirror

    Surely there is gold
    In the eyes my eyes behold,
    Surrounded by a green
    Most leaves could only long to be,
    And they are yours, a gift of old,
    Shone every time your eyelids fold,
    A piece of autumn’s hue
    Eternal carried within you.

    Oh the joy, to have a tool
    Of such power and such beauty,
    Such capacity to tell the truth
    And see through lies
    And share your joy with hazel eyes.

  • The Edge Beyond Light (Part 2)

    Courage, unbind me from the shackles of fright.
    Wisdom, unblind me from the darkness of night.
    Justice, define me as I step to the fight.
    Temperance, restrain me when I lust for delight.
    Patience, unwind me ’til the hour is right.
    Hope, be my tower. Faith, be my might.
    Love, be my shepherd
    Through the edge beyond light.