Portia Galactica VII

she had the striking shine of precious metal
with traces of time faintly etched on her skin like a silver Sumer shekel
and though in her golden years, she was still sweeter than maple – the best he’d known since his youthful days when the sap was rising

a true treasure finding…
for so long he had been pining for

© Heath Muchena, 2015

The Most Beautiful Woman in Paradise

on a hill way above the high rises
Her and I – spending time
in Higgovale heights

Tanqueray with a slice of lime
chandeliers hanging off the pine roof
everything bright – from the city lights to the stars in the sky
even the water blue hues from the balcony pool…

and as she stripteases to the rhythm and blues
I swear she is the creator’s masterpiece – in my view
the most exquisite of all in sight

the most beautiful woman in paradise

© Heath Muchena, 2015


the disimprisonment of the soul
which is freedom after all
has nothing to do with power of the poll
only self-control

© Heath Muchena, 2015

The Lewd Life of Lucian Lansdowne v

I’ll live how I want to live
even if it means being fashionably out of place like a dandy in Brazzaville

because see, I am not looking to receive the plaudits of the critics
they should all just let me ‘sit under my vine and under my fig tree’ as Micah put it
or in my utopia as described by Major Douglas in Social Credit

and since I’m not interested in what is acceptable
in the eyes of the lifestyle pundits and the astroturf lobbyists
I’ll live how I want to live
subservient only to my will

© Heath Muchena, 2015


beauty is a state of matter

© Heath Muchena, 2015


fact is fully formed fancy

© Heath Muchena, 2015


to cease to struggle
is to begin on a downward spiral

© Heath Muchena, 2015


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