Rape
Days after, you smiled at me-
After you told all your friends
How you’d bagged me;
You thought we’d still be friends…
And I smoked too much weed,
And let myself smile back;
Like a doll or a thing-
It was all so surreal, if I could just
Push down and pretend-
That you weren’t just ringing in my ear
Panic in my chest
Hate in my heart
Loathing on my breast
You thing! Who took from me that which was
Mine to give
You hateful thing smiling like you didn’t just take
And what of me? Of this sinking, blocking
Building…
Where did the screams go?
Tag: life lessons
june dew
Rape
Summer darkness on my face
And dew clinging to my back;
Your body, heavy, in my space,
Left the world behind me-
Like a bolt of red light
You shot through my peace,
Devastating what was left of me-
And alone, my naked body walked
In circles, stammering like a broken record,
As submissive pee ran down my leg
Guilt
An old friend knocked at my door-
She was dressed in black,
A hood covered her face;
Long since hidden,
Long ago locked away,
Her unshackled banging
Upon my chest broke the silence;
She’s come back!
Covered in speckles of anger,
Pain painting her face,
This forgotten friend found me-
Tormented, yet unbroken, her smile
Liked of shame and ungentleness…
And what of the words I’d say?
Guilt, you always know where to find me,
Friend of many long years-
I wished you away….
Yet this nerve within me, exploded,
And you’ve spilled your vileness
Upon my doorstep yet again
nothing but night
Silence broken
Still waters uneasily ripple
As screams across the mountainside
Echo upon my soul-
These ears! So attuned to nothing
Bleed in despair
All is lost! She whispered
All is lost! As song birds silently
Smoke upon the grounding of her breast…
Nothing left, darkness swallows
Insatiable night, red stars twinkle now
Within this heart
As anger takes control
And sadness licks his lips in delight
And shame hides within the dusty corners
And guilt lies drunken and swollen
Oh dark night, leave this heart to suffer
Upon the doorstep of fear…
There’s nothing left of light
There’s nothing left of light
Folds of time
i follow the wings of a butterfly
into the moment-
this future, born from what’s passed,
like soft embers glowing that
only present eyes can grasp…
and this heart! reckoning a thousand lifetimes, sweetly beats into mine,
as memories fall upon my breast;
a thousand hellos, as many goodbyes
we lose not what we keep,
within the immortal folds of time
Decay
Pain and Anger cling to each other;
as Guilt fuels Pain’s fire-
when the ashes spread,
so does the blaze;
eating through the foundations
leavind naught but hot dust
smelling of decay
a message
this morning i saw
a message in the sky
written from beyond the folds of time-
and i knew it was you
for it was just two straight lines,
that didn’t touch,
but connected, in a message of love….
and i gave thanks and smiled
and drove away…
when timelines collapse
distance will fade
on meditation
this illusion: so fleeting, so impermanent;
nothing remains when the last breath is drawn-
emotions, false in their knowing, convince
us that there is no end to suffering,
there is no end to lack-
yet, little emotion, flies like the wind
across the valley of soul,
searching for life to feed into, and off of…
as questions arise and fall…
my soul wonders in ecstasy and agony;
and without the bane of either-
i dwell upon the snow driven plain
of this moment
listening to sounds of time roll past
whispering secrets of eternity
singing
the door has closed and like
a period at sentence end,
marks a final resting place
for these thoughts…
you! the unnerved, unsettled
and oh so vulnerable heart,
i am letting you go…
this falling, falling, falling-
forged by my own longing-
and set loose upon my soul,
is no longer good enough,
i’ve heard the calling, it’s time to grow….
though i forgive, myself
and others for the pain
that’s plagued me so, it’s now time
to just listen,
to the ancient songs that have been singing
calling this old soul home
Darkling and alone
it’s a long cold, this impermanent winter,
who’s spell is cast about me like a
dark and soulless night…
my flame, yet a fire, slowly burns
as I descend into the quiet silence
to search out the places that long for light…
barren stretches of frost touched snow
glisten in the noiselessness
as my body, slowly dying, let’s
my mind let go….
though my voice may only glide
in muffled echoes
across the white stretched road,
my heart, as song birds singing,
lingers darkling and alone
the SIBYL'S SONG 