In a ghostly purgatory
Of mist and copper ferns
We drove atop the world
Towards Baltimore, and the cold sea
The bone-dry air
Where we ate and laughed like better times
Nostalgic nights of youth
The memories now aged with time
Like bitter vinegar to wine
Dec 9, 2021
Dec 9, 2021 at 3:13 PM UTC
When the thinking ends
You can feel the wind brush against your feet
You can see the rain dripping from the apple tree
Its branches shaking outside the window
Jun 20, 2020
Jun 20, 2020 at 12:17 PM UTC
I am hearing rain for the first time
Like soft hurried footsteps,
The sounds of mice scuttering,
The creaking of an old house.
I am crying again in the darkness
Caressing my true self,
Feeling her ****** fur
As she flinches from my careful fingers
Her eyes are endless black pools
Her thin legs are injured
Curled up, she whimpers
And cowers in pain
I get too close and she scurries away
Into a shadow,
Leaving me alone with the rain
Aug 19, 2018
Aug 19, 2018 at 9:00 PM UTC
A shadow like me
Its leaves are blacker than black
Against the grey sky
Post-apocolypse
A cloud of billowing ash
In the aftermath
Of Vesuvius
Rain falls on cold embers
In this film noir
As my hair turns black
And clumps, black as rotten stumps
Black as mottled roots
Clung to a pale corpse
Droplets play in golden light
Then a lightning strike
The gravel sound
Angels passing on the ground
Wandering lost as moths
From light to light
My eyelids hang heavy
Ready to close me out
Phoenix in the night
Burning
Burning her broken heart
Aug 2, 2018
Aug 2, 2018 at 9:00 PM UTC
[ I ]
The window framed the quiet scene
My still mind had painted there
Pastel shades of grey and white
That sailed across an ocean sky
To travel right and disappear
I felt her personality
In choice of subject, her use of colours
So vibrant and true
Though I knew
That all great art
Is channeled, not thought
A piece taken from the heart
To be planted anew
[ II ]
At night the lights were dotted lines
Along the shore,
Glittering
Orange and incandescent
As the crescent moon sent her light reflected
To shimmer fragmented and grey
On endless waves
I ran along
The sea wall
Drunk on love and beer
Singing "Hallelujah" with hair trailing
Feeling perfect as a rose in the rain
Jul 24, 2018
Jul 24, 2018 at 8:46 PM UTC
I long to drown in my silence
Crushed beneath a life of suffering
A life I was never meant for
Alone in an endless sea
Asleep forever
In total darkness
To be forgotten
And reunited with the soil
That falls like sand around me
As they learn to move on
To die in my sleep
Never knowing
If life gets better
Jul 1, 2018
Jul 1, 2018 at 10:02 PM UTC
There's a halo in the clouds,
A rainbow that glides
With the crescent moon
The day is spent, the moments gone
I come up for air at every one
And forget the last
The moments pass
They come from where?
Someplace close but far from here
Like a song I can't quite recall
As my face rests on the fogged-up glass
Eyelids flash. A drop of rain falls
Onto my tongue, and I fall asleep
In the backseat of the car
Jan 29, 2018
Jan 29, 2018 at 4:55 PM UTC
Her golden hairs are tangled wires
Headphones in my pocket
Knotted, crows along the lines
Dripping from her locket
The raindrops land upon our tongues
And whip our faces red
In this song the voice has sung
What we could not have said
It flows through time, and everything
It's there and never ends
She dances like an autumn leaf
That floats upon the wind
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I'll never be the current me
And can not feel her go
I'll never be who I want to be
The person I'll never know
Has taken all my memories
And set some of them free
Whoever she is I'll never see
But I hope she'll be happy
Jan 3, 2018
Jan 3, 2018 at 10:23 PM UTC
You in the darkness with the old grey church
Weeping down its stone walls, and the rain
Singing softly to the sounds of a dancing sky
You: the illusion, ever so inviting
The lonesome cloud gliding over the horizon
Glowing alone in perfect silence
You: a moment lost in space,
Not even asleep, not even
Awake, not even
You sigh a frozen breath
And leave with a song
That echoes through the night
Where you are now gone
Dec 28, 2017
Dec 28, 2017 at 9:14 AM UTC
The dry crunch of a dead leaf crushed underfoot
The season's first, I make sure to step on every one
Leaving behind a soft brown dust
For the growing winds to blow away
Autumn: leaves in orange piles
Huddling for warmth by the garden walls
The cold that climbs your spine
As you walk through the night, beautiful and alone
The reluctance to go inside, as your hand stops
On the icy metal of a door handle
The redness of her cheeks as she laughs
And you stare in tortured love
Sep 15, 2017
Sep 15, 2017 at 10:20 PM UTC