Tuesday, November 22, 2016


This is how life works,
From depravity... hatred
From abundance... love

<SI> Scott Izu
Copyright November 2016

Saturday, November 12, 2016

My Neighbor's Wife

I fell in love with my neighbor's wife,

And little did I know,

It would all end in strife

But she walked with such a glow.

Her form amazed me,

As I glanced across the room,

As if she was all I could see,

And all I could consume.

The people around me had no clue,

What preoccupied my mind,

Things I should never do,

But her beauty made me blind.

Her presence calmed the beast inside,

Yet turned me into an adventerous soul.

Hours upon hours would I ride,

To follow her just like a fool.

I dreamed again as life beat again,

Of romantic days and passioned nights,

Oh heaven sent such holy sin,

Of shooting stars and brilliant lights.

A string quartet of three has never played,

For envy and hatred would fill his being,

Even tailored to by two she'd be dismayed.

Only disappointment to me would this bring.

So alas I tried to give it up,

For all this I should despise,

But still in bed I held my cup,

As I gazed into her eyes.

<SI> Scott Izu, PhD
Copyright November 2016