Laz K. : Writing

In Bloom

In Bloom

A Poem by Laz K.


Cherry trees in full bloom Should be a joyful sight But their beauty brings no joy To a world where your hands Rest no more in mine ..
At the Museum

At the Museum

A Poem by Laz K.


Old objects at the museum and poetry are both things of the past. We observe them, and try to get an understanding and a feeling for them.
R.I.P.

R.I.P.

A Poem by Laz K.


“One time the bodies got mixed up,” he giggles, “they got the wrong man in the coffin!” I am stunned to silence, but he ..
Hindsight

Hindsight

A Poem by Laz K.


I know, Love, that it was Desire’s Fidgety fingers jingling rusty pennies Like rubies and pearls that made your Empty pockets far too ..
Beyond Our Art

Beyond Our Art

A Poem by Laz K.


The vicious beasts of passionRaging within we may try and tame Till behind our narrow, cold eyes We kindle a dim light of docility We may..
Habitual

Habitual

A Poem by Laz K.


Do you see the sagging Power lines that measure out The sad silence of the land? Haven’t you peered into The red, sleepless eyes of ..
At the End

At the End

A Poem by Laz K.


Sitting here on the edge of reason My toes are touching the void All the roads I’ve taken Every step and every turn Choices and fate..
Stone Statue

Stone Statue

A Poem by Laz K.


Shiny silver ribbon in Your jet-black hair The cold glimmer of Your false light was Enticing, tempting, mesmerizing I reached out to ..
Blinded

Blinded

A Poem by Laz K.


The real drama begins after the show is over.
Shield

Shield

A Poem by Laz K.


Emma Joy's Christmas project prompted me to write this.