Davvinchi's Poetry Corner

My God:



I write this to you because...
I do not know you now.
I yearn,
For the future that will come
Slowly,
Through time,
Until
I will have you in my heart.

GOD, I am humble because,
I do not know you now.
I must wait,
For the future that comes
Closer,
You come
To me.
My faults make it difficult.

I can't do more.
I try... wish...
I love... I wait...
I give... I hope...

Oh GOD, I'm weak without you.
I have no courage to
Go on... Unless
You are at the end.
I can't...
Think of
More than,
The clich� of love poems.

My mind rages on,
And I find...
That a clich�
That is
So often...
Used,
is True:
I need You.


by: Michael B. Roschuni 1997

GOOD MORNING



The air is sweet and new,
the sun rises and gives the sky colors that make pianters wonder in awe.
The early morning birds sing solo except for the rustling leaves and
some crickets playing their enthralling melody,
the melody of Mother Nature.
The morning due has settled on the grass,
and a light flowing mist still guards a lake.
Each cloud as it goes by
echos back to the dawn with purples, reds, and oranges.
"There!"
"Look!"
A flock of geese take flight from the pond,
and the mist follows their wing tips as up they go to glide on through 
the day.
Gently your fluffy cat prrs and glides in and out against your legs as
you sit back
sipping on warm tea which sooths your insides and gives you a feeling of
joy all over.
It is the perfect start to a new day.


-Michael Roschuni 1998

Sunset to night



Good evening,
the day is closing,
slowly the sun sets,
and you cuddled in my arms,
we watch as slowly the sun fades away leaving traces of the 
colors it brought to life during the day in the wispy clouds.
The moon is now just visible,
bright enough to see but fading into the sky.
The first star has come out and we sit and watch as more and more 
appear in the deep blue sky.
Now the moon comes out, as in full raidiant glory,
a beacon in the sky,
It shines its pearlesent light covering the world with a soft dust.
The world is good and God rejoices at the finish of a masterful sunset.


-Michael Roschuni 1998

GOOD NIGHT
(from lover to lover)

Good night,
It's late now,
the stars flickering in the night,
the night envelopes all but the holes puched through,
little holes billions of them,
The birds made them long ago when they came into this world.
Now they cuddle in their nests
settled to spend the night in cozy down.
Yawn,
it is time to head off to bed,
keep the warmth of the blanket.
one last stretch to end the day and then drift off,
welcoming the blissful sleep that will bring sweet dreams
while looking up into the sky,
the last vision:the stars.
and to you my princess, my queen, my love, my life
sweet dreams
good night
and know that I dream of you.


-Michael Roschuni 1998

The Leader vs. The Manager

The Leader                       The Manager
The leader helps to do           The Maneger tells what to do
He trusts others to be true      He trusts the Law
He is Lawful in Lawlessness      He enforces just the laws
The leader does the right thing  The manager does things right
He thinks with his conscience    He thinks with his mind
He is humble to learn            He is concieted with his own
If the world was                 If the world was
filled with Leaders              filled with managers
The world would be Heaven        The world would be Hell

-Michael Roschuni 1996