Onyx Rose: A Collection of Poetry and Prose
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Onyx Rose
Onyx Rose bathes in imagery, passion, and beauty that changes lives.
The metaphors and similes are unique and rare.
Breathing rarefied air, this collection motivates you to think while acting and weep while laughing.
The philosophy and metaphysics are complicated yet simple, swaying reason and underscoring logic.
This verse is humanity squared.
It gazes into God's stained glass eyeballs while searching for the human heartbeat and soul hymn.
As the son of two Czech WWII heroes, Radomir Vojtech Luza understands patriotism, love of politics, labor, and art.
He lives to write poetry. There is nothing else he would rather be doing. He sings the body poetic.
His passion for the written and spoken word has turned him into the prolific, award-winning poet he is.
The thirty-one books (twenty-seven collections of poetry) this poet laureate and Pushcart Prize nominee has written, prove that he is prepared and equipped philosophically, intellectually, and metaphysically to pen a poetic tome of this depth, clarity, and resonance.
Onyx Rose is substantive and wild.
It touches on America today, crazy and curious.
The poetry is raw, naked, profound, and deeply specific, molesting myths and raping riverbeds of retreat.
This collection opens doors that were previously closed shut, putting it back in the high life again.
Onyx Rose lets love lead the way, for better or worse, displaying an original and uncommon style aimed at verse true, tender and timeless.
This is a lion looking for red meat, a shark crushing thigh and bone, oh, so sweet.
Radomir Vojtech Luza--April 25, 2020
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Onyx Rose - Radomir Vojtech Luza
Happy People
There are almost no happy people
At the Palace Station Hotel and Casino
Tonight
Hidden beneath stairwells and alcoves
They breathe the air of wonder
The oxygen of cake
Here in Las Vegas
They understand that
Love cannot be found
On toss of dice or
Unforgiven vice
The joyous in Sin City
Are not about
Money
Fame
Anyone to blame
They are
They exist
In nooks, corners, and crannies
Of their own making
Large enough to
Sow a deeper seed
Reeking of no greed or
Unforsaken need
Big Mac Lack
Across from Palace Station Hotel and Casino
In Las Vegas
McDonald’s burns the yellow arches
All day and night
The fuzzy faced
Thin white man
Mutters to himself
With underwear exposed and
Soul transposed
As he sits at a table
On the back porch
Overseeing customers
As they walk in
He is young
But looks much older
Skin cracking
Tennis shoes falling apart
Nails long and sharp
Shirt dirty
Jeans too large
I wonder how much longer
Before arrest
Or institutionalization
A younger Caucasian man
In black T-shirt and shorts comes in later
Asking me a dumb question
Something about having ordered already
I turn around and
Hammer him verbally
He bites his nails
I walk away
Black man in white shorts and
Dark-blue shirt
Enters men’s bathroom at least
Five times and
Women’s bathroom twice
Before being escorted out
By female employee
Young woman with long hair and
Short alabaster shorts
Charges phone in front of store
At only outlet
Later, she charges phone again
In ladies bathroom
Getting what she needs
She animatedly talks into phone outside
Next to Drive Thru sign
Walking back and forth
Hair bouncing on back
Phone an inch from lips
She heads out into the night
Confronting demons only she can slay
At 10:16 in the evening
My fiancé, Patricia and I leave
Having seen but the beginning
The end seems incomprehensible
Having walked in the desert
The forest appears a mirage as well
Gray leading to green
Brown turning black
Las Vegas Lullaby
Cars SUV’s and eighteen wheelers
Slide down 1–15
On this Sunday morning
The city that never sleeps
Snores under Winter’s
Blankets and
Dawn’s pillows
It beats head
Against sunrays and
Scratches stomach of
Morning daze
Frank Sinatra Boulevard is empty
Caesar’s Palace asleep
Gamblers, girls, and gargoyles roam Las Vegas Boulevard
Looking for satisfaction
Or at least a plan of action
Buying T-shirts and hoodies from souvenir shops that are not
As significant or large in the daytime
This is Las Vegas
Sister of salience
Brother of imbalance
Hot and cold
Bought and sold
The center of centers
Pinnacle of peacocks
Get down on your knees and pray
Only time can carry you away
Lobby of Love
In the lobby of
The Palace Station Hotel and Casino
In Las Vegas
Even the garbage cans are clean
People walk past the
Huge Christmas tree
Which touches the ceiling
As if the holiday season hardly mattered
All in a hurry
They ignore the olive branches and
Handmade decorations
Caucasian women with cleavage hanging out of
Their unbuttoned shirts
Walk past me in my wheelchair
Young African American men
With their belts hanging below their underwear
Move past me while looking in my eyes
With an acknowledging nod
The sound of slot machines
Never far away
The lobby is a respite
From all evils red, yellow, orange, green, and blue
A guardian angel from the sharp thorns of
This one worship town
The uterus holding and
Caressing me before releasing me
Back to purgatory
Missing Me in Sin City
As the sun sets
Over the strip
In Las Vegas
Clouds dark red
Sky daiquiri green
I miss what I was
Who I was
Miss the past
The very position I once held
I should be grateful
But I am not
I should be happy
Everyone tells me
I should look to the future
While thriving in the present
But I fear getting older
Like the mountains
Are afraid of time
The animals
Their fate
They tell me to be content
With what I have
But I am miserable
And sad
Like a caged prisoner
Longing for what he was
Harking for the stubborn sun
Eclipsed like my soul
Once More
As midafternoon
Sets over Las Vegas
The demons depart
The confidence returns
Like the sun
Warm and comfortable
The hanging dogs
Find their light
The self-esteem is back
Nothing matters
It never did
Only love and anguish
The burden they lift
Mushrooms they grow
The meadow strawberry red
Moon blonde
My hands tremble no longer
The passion for poetry is once more
Like some great pyramid
Rising from the rubble
A New York City skyscraper
Tickling the cereal box sky
Sacred Skin
At 12:09 a.m.
On this Saturday morning
The Palace Station
Hotel and Casino
In Las Vegas
Is quiet and mournful
Like an abandoned rainbow
Still and old
Like a Stradivarius
Smoke wafting
Through the tranquil air
Like music from
Slot machines
The late November
Christmas tree
Stands in the lobby corner
It touches the ceiling
For children
To misunderstand
Starting in the stomach
This town has flavor
Rising from the dead
Kissing the dark
Living to dance
At the Palace Station
Even the broken
Are fixed
The taken returned
The molested repaired
The disfigured transformed
The different made same
Fried Chicken High
Grand Canyon sky
Over 1–15
In Las Vegas
Mountaintops
Touching clouds
Orange juice horizon
Topping Treasure Island Casino
Redwood shadow
Boulevard meadow
Stripes of sanity
Bleeding morning vanity
Lost in deepest beige rhapsody
Like insane jealousy
A meditation on tranquility
Leading to rusting reality
Above neon Nile
Below bulb dial
Opening soul vial
Rainbow file
Banality will not
Take your smile
Breathing in Las Vegas
I am walking here in Las Vegas
My Las Vegas
I am breathing here in Las Vegas
Dearest Las Vegas
I am surviving
Not dying
Laughing
Not crying
Giving
Not living
Feeling
Not trying
Moving
Not flying
Doing
Not talking
Loving
Not blocking
Please, bring me
To the harbor swiftly
Where bone and bath
Both know new math
On the way to