[wp-night-mode-button style=”1″] Don’t Look Back Do you Look behind When you Hear an eerie voice On the wings of icy air Calling your name? The muffled whispers From your nightmares When begin to haunt Your day’s peace Do you stop And look Behind When a burnt smile That once Read more…
In the silence
Of the dead woods
Where the lonely trees
All stood
The autumn nymphs
Dance
To the haunting tunes
of memory’s trance
Alone at last Jesus gives Eve one of his beatific smiles
and says, ”See, I did all this for you.”
Remembering the garden, Eve lets go of her savior’s hands,
”Yeah, but I never asked you to.”
Alone in my bed…
A day after Valentine’s…
Sober and broken.
Leaves all dried up
The wind is chasing my soul
There is no more hope.
Baths spark and fires end, cupped, capped talons are frail.
The night, the days. More love with a longing haze.
Time! What a tale above sunrise hate.
Hell. Must be a short, long winter without you.
carry me from this tomb
with gentle petals on flower stems
grasp my wonder
hold me captive
bury me silent
in your garden of kindness
The ocean may seem scary
with all the unpredictability
But with you baby
I’m sure the ocean will be nothing but lovely
I like to start my day with a hot cup of coffee
I pound down the coffee
First thing I do every day as the dawning sun
Lights up my lonesome room
Yeah, but not just a simple cup of java Joe,
but a goddamn snarling sarcastic smarmy cup of coffee.
It’s maddening to be on my mind
Silence and noise, never just one
Realization and frustration dancing back and forth each time
As dreams and hope are crushed on the ground
I dreamt I saw you.
Perhaps I did see you
in the distance of my
imagination.
And I caught the moment
stilled in shock
and held on to it.
