It was indeed on shady road that I had met my match
With a crystal crest of oxygen poured outward along the outlays
Seconds passing to overflow the hour
as my thoughts ornamented each breath
with deep oranges and nectarine
I lurched toward the dunes lay displayed across the pasted pavement
To imagine her and I masquerading here in another life
She was timeless
Aug 16, 2016
Aug 16, 2016 at 4:46 AM UTC
Summer heaven, beside the creatures
And the leaves grow, churning stem and pulp
There I fall, the wetted rock and willow
Aligned in twos from whence I stand
The sunset ruse, and each year after
With mother's tame, worn clothes with creases
Hasting days, beneath the Willows
Endowed with memories I release
Jun 27, 2016
Jun 27, 2016 at 5:08 PM UTC
Through sickness I live like this egg
-who must restructure himself
within a cracked shell
Both torn of safety and of innocence
And cresting through the flux of chaos
An amalgamation of both worlds
ever more foreign than last
Jun 25, 2016
Jun 25, 2016 at 3:35 PM UTC
My thoughts of her, each so nimble,
and each the feather upon a dove
And as they pluck from their root,
they might fall onto thought-soil,
or into wishing well
Each tip the sharpest of spades
And with such rearing point I imagine my bliss
Feather pen etching onto tissue paper
Searing with truth through which there lies,
the poem of my affection
Concrete within a score of willingness and longing,
A crux through which her breath reigns over my speech
she sings-
Jun 25, 2016
Jun 25, 2016 at 3:25 PM UTC