A hooded figure lying in wait,
winds dance around,
hiding, revealing, twirling in circles,
it's almost time.
Hoarse coughs sound throughout the night.
He is not scared, he will not be harmed.
Time is endless, but time will stop.
This book is ending, another is near.
Him and his friends, they dance,
gracefully protecting,
in return, he gives them life,
one of darkness.
Blinks open his eyes, there is calm.
He greets the other as a true friend.
A life well lived, no regrets.
This new dance, slow and ageless.
Light emerges,
shadows retreat once more,
you are safe, for tonight.
The pain pulls at me
Drags me into its creeping shadows
Sticky tendrils wrapping around me
Drowning me in this unbelievable pain
Yet
There's you
You glow so bright
Reaching your hand
Your hand of love
Pulling me from the deep
Making me hole
Shaking off the Darkness
Chasing away the tendrils
Saving Me from Myself
Your
My
Angel
~Summer-Skye~
In an endless blue, I hold up a red balloon;
waiting for things to happen.
We lost something familiar in the connection,
as the nervous river of thought feeds our bodies,
in cloaks of invisibility we wish to hide.
Hands that used to wipe away our tears,
when there were monsters under our beds,
have grown away from us.
So we learnt to be unmoved and untouched.
We hide our vulnerability under our cloaks.
How can we ignite a life into a new heart
and call it an accident?
Then we are tragedies,
crashing one over another.
We are not a definition of life.
We collect pieces and dots of eternal summer rays
and flickering shadows of raindrops.
How those insignificant stains make a much more meaningful picture.
A single drop can colour a glass full of water,
before it melts away – that’s what happens when we are ourselves.
-also painted a picture for this one.
she sits in the shadows
barely anyone ever notices her
because she keeps her mouth shut
and notices everything else
she's okay with being alone
not because she doesn't like people
but because she likes having time to ponder things
and be uninterrupted
she has a crooked point of view
and sees the dark sky
as a chance for a brighter day tomorrow
but then reminds herself to embrace the dark sky as well
just in case tomorrow is cancelled
Vaulting canyons soar on high
Shadows vast in orange sun,
Expedition treads the stones
Of exploration Mars begun.
Shifting sands in freezing breeze
Desolation’s red extreme,
Lifeless in the breathless air
As yet, no living thing be seen.
But soon…
Found beneath the rust red plain
Of ancient planet Mars afar,
The relics of an ancient tribe
Of humanoids who fled the star.
Humanoids so far advanced,
Far beyond our knowledge bounds,
Far beyond our comprehension’s
Grasp of that which now, confounds.
Far advanced but still despaired,
Despite the organisational skill,
Destroyed the lakes and seas of Mars
With need and greed and get and kill.
Destroyed the soft green slopes of grass,
Destroyed the gentle surge of surf,
Destroyed tomorrow’s promised day
With need and greed, for what they’re worth.
Buried deep within the sands
Soaring spires of cities great,
Skeletons of millions caught
By greed’s black devastation’s hate.
Greed’s black hand which gambled all
On fate’s capitulated stand,
To smite the delicacy of
This planets eco-balanced land.
Mars collapsed with quick accord
The atmosphere constricted, cold.
Vegetation died en masse
Population withered old.
A frantic few survived to flee
With silver ark to virgin Earth,
(Where dinosaur now roam the shores),
To resurrect a new rebirth.
A new rebirth in promised land
Where old mistakes should not be made,
Where simple rules shall stay the hand
Of they who walk in light and shade.
A new rebirth on planet Earth
Will guarantee a life of gold
To future generation’s child
Who shall, (we promise), grow, safe, old.
Alas- a promise poorly met
A stipulation we decree,
We who stand at ruin's gate
And planetry destruction see.
We, the children's children's child
Who stand in rust red, windblown sand,
Who look towards our distant Earth
Now do declare your promise damned .
Marshalg
On the eve of man’s great push to planet Mars.
25 May 2013
Pukehana Paradise.
follow me
to beds of roses
to lust and passion
to drinks and hangovers
follow me
to tear filled nights
to unwritten letters
to razor sharp edges
follow me
to a joyous night
to a kiss and a light
to fireworks and moonlit skies
follow me
to a cramped up bed
to broken hearts
to shadows and silhouettes
lead me
to some reason
to some time
to some logic
out of the grime
lead me
to consistency
to symmetry
to brilliantly
lit skies and
butterflies
Chilly wings of white linger and light and bite
the frost found wound around her fingers
as she unfurls her curls her leaves
in heaves and throws
to show she
knows to go
soul to sun.
Bound to ground but found
crowned, emboldened with golden
dust to thrust -
unjust to those
who nose too close
and impose shadows
from which she sends shoot green
to stream streaks straight away
soul to sun.
The jagged rocks wait on the pier side
As the mast of my ship looms over
Casting dismal shadows on the
Waterfront. The siren calls me
To shipwreck.
Taste the days end with me
Sweet wine of soft fireflight
and tender touch beinth a summer moon
In your arms endure
This love can be ours
Under the iridescent moonlight
Embraced within one another
To live for an eternity
Languid and soft
We shall watch the grand painting of the ages unfold before us
As time itself submits that we are one
That we are passion and love
Love that shall never shed a liquid tear
Time ages us as one to live an eternity together
The porcelain dripping down the eons can't hold us back
Nor can the God who sheds those tears for us
Ferment the seeds of this madness pause along the walls
That contain the fragile thoughts
And read the written passages that are formed in the shadows of what we have created these passing moments are the dire and forlorn wasteland of the last days we spend here.
Taste the days end with me
Sweet wine of soft fireflight
and tender touch beinth a summer moon
In your arms endure
This love can be ours
Under the iridescent moonlight
Embraced within one another
To live for an eternity
Languid and soft
We shall watch the grand painting of the ages unfold before us
As time itself submits that we are one
That we are passion and love
Love that shall never shed a liquid tear
Time ages us as one to live an eternity together
The porcelain dripping down the eons can't hold us back
Nor can the God who sheds those tears for us
Ferment the seeds of this madness pause along the walls
That contain the fragile thoughts
And read the written passages that are formed in the shadows of what we have created these passing moments are the dire and forlorn wasteland of the last days we spend here.
