I stood and studied my ankles,
As they rudely interrupted
the passage of sea to shore.
Waves; they almost made it
to caress the sandy incline,
slowed to a final trickle,
as they reach their journeys end.
They grasp at grains of sand;
a desperate bid
to drag them home to sea.
Feb 20, 2019
Feb 20, 2019 at 8:55 AM UTC
Today is a day of peculiar bliss.
Of undue and novel joy.
A casual quiver of happiness
has unexpectedly been deployed.
Floating, fleeting and airy
A dandelion puff in a breeze
I smile as I relish the stillness
Of a once racing mind, now at ease.
Feb 18, 2019
Feb 18, 2019 at 1:24 PM UTC
~~<♢>~~
i go out to meditate
what is it do i spy?
there, a ghostly gallion
rides the morning sky
floating on the crests of cloud
mare's tails sweeping high
moon, once proud, once dominant
the sun has made her shy
drunken in her swooning heart
she's surfeit with rye
now reaching the misty mountains
hidden from my eye
she, mystery incarnate
at last, goes down to die
in the arms of ocean's trenches
for a while she lies
in night's darkness resurrected
gently, she will rise
in some foreign land or other
in a different guise
but how i love these mornings
when sun and moon collide
SøułSurvivør
(C) 4/17/2017
Apr 18, 2017
Apr 18, 2017 at 9:31 AM UTC
A lethargic frustration
has taken up residence
somewhere between
logic and clarity.
She's a devil;
a tantalizing waif.
Powerless but relentless
in her horrid little mission.
Pulling and clawing
at all that is good;
drawing curtains to
inhibit the light.
**** her
and her intrusion.
She has dabbled in
the dark long enough.
Its time.
She was never welcome anyway!
Apr 18, 2017
Apr 18, 2017 at 9:24 AM UTC
Place your offerings
at the alter of my feet;
Bright, jagged colors
Propped up by solid green.
Words poured on paper;
dancing letters of love.
Spill it here, by naked toes
And I will give back
All that I have.
Apr 14, 2017
Apr 14, 2017 at 11:18 AM UTC
From where came you;
Sun drenched flower?
Why does yellow
not dissolve in you
like the others.
You beam back
at dazzled onlookers;
Bobbing your head
in agreement
with the beauty
you exude.
Apr 14, 2017
Apr 14, 2017 at 11:16 AM UTC
*I scuffed along a dreary trail;
Lit by the orb of night.
A muted glow, grew 'neath the haze
Of fog disrupted light.
A pathway hemmed by fir and ash.
Its' silence taunts the nerves.
Your outline there, amid the trees,
My mind thought it observed.
I stalled, 'neath creaking wooden limbs,
Froze still and calm, I gazed.
It was your frame, your gait, your hair
There, ambling in the haze.
I felt you turn your face t'ward mine;
Racing heart, now in repose.
I drew in deep, your silent tale
Of why this path you chose.
I held your story in my chest
'till fog and dark did cease.
'till wary eyed, I woke and smiled
To know you're now at peace.*
Jan 26, 2017
Jan 26, 2017 at 3:39 PM UTC
*There are depths within you
To which I cannot reach.
Where water drips
and echos in an
obscure cavern.
Where each drop leaves behind
its narrative,
on the pore from which it fell.
A story untold.
The vast space makes echoes of heartbeats.
But deafening silence resonated,
the day your heart skipped but one.*
Jan 25, 2017
Jan 25, 2017 at 4:33 PM UTC
*Polished and serene;
your vocal tones,
they soothe my stereocilia.*
Jan 10, 2017
Jan 10, 2017 at 12:22 PM UTC
*Lazy cares not for sleep,
Contrary to popular belief.
It cares not for the easy life.
Lazy is forever catching up.
Lazy cares not for rest.
Her mind is racing; exhausted.
She hurls herself over the finish line,
EVERY time...
To embrace the other procrastinators.*
Jan 10, 2017
Jan 10, 2017 at 11:36 AM UTC