the cold waves follow
in the wake of the warmth of the wind
and I, numb and wrestless
release
the warmth that once held me, gently
knowing that it never could be, for me
fearing that what I hold, will bury me
and the knowing
will bear my thoughts endlessly
beneath the sea.
Jul 16, 2017
Jul 16, 2017 at 7:57 PM UTC
i am the sweeping grey
i am the cool mercurial rays
i am the fleeting warmth
before your shiver
the endless shades of silver
i am the gently listing fingers
of the over burdened sky
i am the rumbling locus
of depth and density
the softly meandering incorporeality
i am the dissipating shade
and almost
silence.
Jul 16, 2017
Jul 16, 2017 at 4:32 PM UTC
it,
within me
sings
the door
the beckoning
i'm afraid
to look inside
i may just find
no thing alive
by consequence
by design
by my burdens
i'm defined
by my curses
i'm refined
my consequence
my design
Jul 14, 2017
Jul 14, 2017 at 6:40 PM UTC
look deep
question
and almost
free
that
secret eternity
Jul 14, 2017
Jul 14, 2017 at 6:34 PM UTC
illustrious soul
you are
a breathe of life
in my stillness
i long to hear my name
upon your lips
as a whisper
a seance
a summons
from soliloquy
my spirit
you are a beacon
in the darkness
shaping ghosts
into silhouettes
thus I am
inherently
apparently
and I fear
your nearness
for your radiance
by its nature
would banish me
Jul 14, 2017
Jul 14, 2017 at 2:12 AM UTC
your demons
it seems,
are your children,
your dreams.
(the meaning you see in things).
they have always been here.
needing you.
fearing you.
hearing you.
they are the yearning truth,
heed them and hold them and know them.
feed and compose and unfold them.
remember?
before the never they were golden
a universe was inverted.
they, were themselves, reborn.
however, now, contorted
ever endless severings dwell in their untellings.
wanting for forgetting.
but beckoning an ending
for the shadows they are shedding
with your most tender thoughts,
touch them and love them and listen.
with your greatest truth listen.
with your compassion, affect them.
with your acceptance, perfect them.
Jul 13, 2017
Jul 13, 2017 at 8:09 PM UTC
never felt
so
alive
as when
i let
my body
lead
my mind
let the animals
lead
they
deserve to
no one can
do
what they do
Aug 12, 2014
Aug 12, 2014 at 12:53 AM UTC
i am
in all
probability
totally insane
the definition
of
a madman
and
i
love it.
Aug 12, 2014
Aug 12, 2014 at 12:50 AM UTC
i'm alive
******
you can't
****
this
you can't
suffocate
what i am
though
i know
you never
meant to
someday
i hope
you see
me
someday
i hope
you see
yourself
Aug 12, 2014
Aug 12, 2014 at 12:48 AM UTC
synchronicities
are the starlights
to show the way
i once knew why
i came here
don't know
if i'll stay
the moon
is pouring
down
fills me up
eyes are open
looking for
answers
in the
empty
not sure
what to
extract
what to
reflect
back
i'm only seeing
pieces
of
the waves
dancing
to a time
far beyond
the
capacities
of
my design
the moonlight
is
beautiful
but it's ****
to write by
can't read
a word
there
now
it isn't
so
abstract
Aug 12, 2014
Aug 12, 2014 at 12:44 AM UTC