You came to me in dream
To tell me how sorry you were
For that thing that you did-
And you tried to hold me
And tell me you loved me
In spite of it all
You felt ashamed and wanted
Forgiveness
But I kept turning away
Unable to let go
Drawn back to you; as you said
You loved me so
I was confused until I awoke
And thought that maybe you had
And your riddled mind thought
You were showing it
Tag: poetry
love of play
She was but a wise old fool
Housed inside a pocket of youth…
Already knowing what was going to happen,
Because she’d been there before
And knew the game-
And though the outcome would mean
Certainty-
She went along the adventure anyway
For the love of play
A dream
The race against what
Followed me was strong-
I was running through time
To avoid being captured;
Into bedrooms of folks I didn’t
know, and cars I stole that
Weren’t mine
I was running to avoid a darkness
That followed my soul
And demons that tracked me
Through hell’s gates,
And emotion’s swell-
And then I awoke…
and realized that which looked
To find my soul- was already inside
This heart of mine- and I was running
From myself
Falling tears
Oh broken heart, you
Try so to keep this
Life force flowing
Though with each cursed
Beat you lose more
Of the love you’ve stored
And while you suffer
At the hands of a ticking clock
This mind, abandoned
To the refuse of longing,
Floats upon rain clouds
Of suffering
Until all that’s left
Of this soul
Will be falling tears
This hole
It visits me when I am
Quiet
This hole, that won’t be filled,
This longing, that has no relief,
Silently it waits for me
To find it
To remember that it’s there,
That I’m still empty
And while it screams into the darkness
Of my soul,
Without words, without sound,
Set on domination of thought
And purpose
I linger now, yet, within it
Trying to understand still
how to fill it with love
Uninspired
So uninspired
What was once boiling
Is now a slow simmer,
Flame turned down low;
And thought caught somewhere
Inside ether
Is inaccessible to me…
This fire that once flowed
Is but a soft remembrance
Within memory
How it all once just overflowed!
What would this heart give
For such inspiration again
Menacing
Walls of barbed wire
Line the boundaries of
This prison
Prickly to touch and
Somewhat dangerous
This steel cage keeps thoughts
Inside while the world turns
On the other
And while there is safety in
Keeping the outside world at bay
The lack of freedom that comes
From these protective measures
Is that much more
Menacing
Humidity
Breaking day lies heavily
Upon dawn’s breast
Full from unreleased longing,
Heat fueled steam dances
Upon her poor head
In waves of thick pain…
Longing forgetfulness,
Abandoned by the cool moon,
Her passion enflames from within
As clouds lay lowly
Ready to release her torrent
Of tears from the sky
Anger
Anger is knocking at my door
Asking to be let in
Her hands are full of pity,
A twisted elixir that
Turns everything into haze
And blame…
Yet I know sorrow’s dampening
Clouds are not far off
If I drink anger’s potion of
Forgetfulness
And my heart cannot take more rain
There’s nothing left inside
But darkness and pain
And anger is but a mask I would use
To hide from myself, damaging
This poor trodden spirit yet more,
Until there’s nothing left for me
To protect or endure
sinking
I am sinking into
The water of my soul;
Continuing to fall
Deeper and deeper
Until I meet myself-
That white light,
The spark that
Lights my spirit
And lets me break free
From the noise that
Surrounds my life…
Would that I could
Release breath
And live within the
Star filled sea of soul,
And be lost to my own
Changing tides,
And governed by
The moon that
Lingers above me
the SIBYL'S SONG 