Author Archives: brianroycefaulkner

Rockabye Alpheus, Angel of song. Rockabye Alpheus, Don’t you cry long. Our little Alpheus, You are so sweet, Our little Alpheus Can’t be beat. Opening eyes now, Seeing your mom, All of the world is your new home. Happy to … Continue reading →

For the beauty of your face Men might search them every place, But not find. On your lips and in your eyes Is that gift of sweet surprise Of your mind. We proud men must bow before Your fair truth … Continue reading →

Lips are closed, a little move, A little turn of head. What does such soft motion prove? What word unheard was said? We may wonder, but not know. Beauty’s baby steals the show. ……………….. Fingers flexing, waving air. A loving … Continue reading →

Rain comes for falling, Wind comes to blow. Storm comes a-calling, “Laugh, and then go!” I’m on a mission, Kisses to sow; Real, and not fiction— Reign, reign, Oh!

You, love, I watched you, You, under trees; Leaves all about you, Buzzings of bees. Then you went upward, Straight up a hill; I was enchanted, Claimed by your will. You, dear, I watched you, You, under sky; Looked all … Continue reading →

I had grabbed your arm for a second, Grabbed it, squeezed it tight. Mine you were, you knew it. I was the king of night. Then you looked and smiled, Twinkles bright in eyes— I was just a peon Worshipping … Continue reading →

Oh, l will hold pure heaven on my chest When you have spoke my poetry to me. When you have uttered utterings of mine, And on your mouth l see life’s wonder-sign— The ever-quiver tremble of lit love, That vibrates … Continue reading →

Oh, the memorable potion of your poised lips press , When our mouths made music out of perfect happiness; And that evening of quiet—a strong diet of fire— With its spirit-soft flanes winging higher and higher, As we felt us … Continue reading →

I love the race of one; I race myself till my race is done— Standing alone, number one! The race of me Is mine alone; One race of thought, And will and act, Till I become My highest fact. True … Continue reading →

In the glow of the sun, In the sun’s great glow, You were there, hair as fire. I saw, saw you walking, A golden glory pure as flame. Through the green, green of leafings, Through the trees, on you stepped, … Continue reading →

O, sing the self And ring the self, And sing yourself in you. We’re celebrating self today, For selves are coming through! One’s dancing—-there! One’s writing—-there! One’s saying something new! We’re celebrating Self today, Cause Self is what we do! … Continue reading →

Strong sun a-burst with all his might Out of MOUNtainous cloud; The spires of man he re-ignites With streaming hold so proud. Each city on the eastern coast Blazes!—-a fiery fount! While busy people glance, and boast, “Our works are … Continue reading →

I sit amidst fair trees, Bare rocks, wee green things growing. The little stream in midst of these So quietly is flowing. A tiny, puffy cloud goes by, Its silent motion cheering— At home up in the silent sky, As … Continue reading →

Upon the hills of my love’s breast the lamplight falls; On up the hills of my love’s cheeks it ‘gins to rise. From bridge of nose to forehead slowly goes, While in between I see the sparks of dang’rous eyes. … Continue reading →

On rocketship I glide away From all this mindless, helpless gray To youthful dream of yesterday That shines so very bright. The will to leap now springs so true That “Blast off” is my thing to do, And I am … Continue reading →

I found your face in outer space, Beyond the farthest stars. My ship was light, l traveled right, Sped past the moon and Mars. Venus was nice, but much too coy; I wanted someone real. I shot away from her … Continue reading →

They met at a cafe in Kuala Lumpur. They sat at a table for two. Four tables away two old gossips sat. They looked in amaze and gawked. Said one, “Oh, my, it’s Belinda San. She’s sitting with a poet, … Continue reading →

With little notes hid deep inside The mooncake talks the rebel’s pride. There ‘re secret notes of secret word; In secrecy they’re read and heard. These mooncake rebels, they don’t eat The whole mooncake—leave incomplete! For they must know the … Continue reading →

You, at break of day; You, rising. Through the dim-lit rooms you go. You, moving. Sun and earth and wind together, You are my glad-changing weather. You, climate-face of love— Sometimes happy—rain of joy; Sometimes sad—way too hot! Stormy, calm, … Continue reading →

To you I write a little poem, That you give it a little home Within your heart. To you I sing a loving song, That it will loveydove belong Within your heart. At last I send a bell-like kiss That … Continue reading →

The great moon comes to judge without pity; Enraptured is by such a beautiful city. And men raise up their eyes unto the moon and deem it fair, Of all its joyous trembling unaware.

Quiet moon and quiet light, And quiet porch and quiet shade, Make the middle of the night The best of quiet ever made.

When I go “Ha” and you go, “Hee” In our love’s laughter, Sweet, I know our dreams are set to be One life that is complete. One life, one dream, one deed sublime, Beginning first with this: Our lips that … Continue reading →

To be a most handsome bee like me Your stinging must be great. When Clarinda Nancy Lee is free, Sting, and do not hesitate. And if she slaps you off her rear, Be dauntless, and don’t shed a tear. Just … Continue reading →

Clarinda Nancy Lee Came up and said to me, “My honey, will you be, Be my honeybee?” I stung her on the lips, I stung her on the cheek. I stung her on her be-hind— She slapped me very quick! … Continue reading →