Flammeus Gladius

Carmina et Verba pro Discipulis Meis

Mr. Efficiency

Mr. Efficiency

 

 

Inefficiency, yes, is a crime.
So I’ll make the best use of my time
And exert all my powers.
I shall hover for hours
Just to bring to birth one perfect rhyme.

 

 

–Tom Riley

Attitude Change

Attitude Change

 

 

When you lived, how we longed to be led
By your wisdom! Your courage instead
Urged us forward toward pain
And the sad spirit’s strain.
How we dread you, sir, raised from the dead!

 

 

–Tom Riley

Posted High

Posted High

 

 
My thoughtful post I posted high—
Or did I post mere blogful stuff?
When does an impulse ever lie?
My thoughtful post I posted high
Before the universal eye—
But was it viewable enough?
My thoughtful post I posted high.
Or did I post mere blogful stuff?

 

 

–Tom Riley

Lucky Strike

Lucky Strike

 

 

He told lies – but the truth reappeared.
He told lies – and, by falsehood ensphered,
He bowled right through the pins.
“Yay!” he cried. “My lie wins!”
But the truth shook its head, as he’d feared.

 

 

–Tom Riley

Concerned

Concerned

 

 
The witch pretends to be concerned.
Remember not to be impressed
With her show, empty and unearned.
The witch pretends to be concerned
Only because the scams she’s learned
Require concern to be professed.
The witch pretends to be concerned.
Remember not to be impressed.

 

 

–Tom Riley

Monsters

Monsters

 

 

From the wilderness, monsters come in.
Keep them out? We can hardly begin—
But we do have to try.
Facing facts is a lie.
Giving up is the ultimate sin.

 

 

–Tom Riley

Cry to Heaven

Cry to Heaven

 
(for Regina Phelps)

 

To Supergirl I’m crying out.
Yes, if I whispered, she would hear:
Of that there can be little doubt;
Her wits transcend the stratosphere.
To her, the distant too is near
Enough – and she can fly there fast.
And, if my cry were just sincere,
My troubles would be quickly past.
Yet mortal subtleties are massed
Within me, and my ironies
Are intricate and triply vast.
Oh, something in me disagrees
With what is honest in my cry!
Supergirl doesn’t leave the sky.

 

–Tom Riley

Sensitive Guy

Sensitive Guy

 

 

What? Does Sensitive Guy take offense?
Is the wound in his feelings immense?
No surprise. Please recall:
That’s the purpose of all
That insensitive genius invents.

 

 

–Tom Riley

Direct Sunlight

Direct Sunlight

 

(for Regina Phelps)

 

What is earthly, your nature denies—
For it’s clear you belong in the skies
Above all the mere pain
Earthly creatures contain.
The sun’s blinded, O Queen, by your eyes.

 

–Tom Riley

Daily Tasks

Daily Tasks

 

 

Get your daily tasks done! cried his brain.
But his heart said: I think I’ll refrain.
I have done that before,
But I’ll do it no more.
I find daily routine just a pain.

 

 

–Tom Riley

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