These honey thick words
Stick to the tip
Of my tongue
And syrupy thoughts
Are hard to swallow

©FaerieFoxPoetry

Reaching wooden fingertips
Caress a rising sun,
While clouds of warm words
Are quietly woven
Into white lace whispers,
Decorating the pale morning
With passionate thoughts
And bated breaths

From where I lie,
The darkness
Looks alive
In the space
Between branches,
And for a moment
I feel a brief respite
From loneliness
As a swarm of eyes
Lock with mine

The words
I should
Have said
Sit in my gut,
Heavy and blunt,
And all I can do
Is tell myself
That I don't have to
Hold onto
Words unspoken
As I try not to
Spill them
On the floor
At your feet

You must see
Through roses
Pressed
As thin as lips
Hiding such
Sharp teeth

We feel happiness
In moments vivid and fleeting
Nothing more than
A birdsong chorus
Or the flutter of butterflies
In the breeze

I know the way that love tastes
Honeyed fingertips
Pressed tightly to sealed lips

I know the way that love feels
The fluttering of butterflies
And hearts in cages

I know the way that love sounds
Laughter caught in throats
Full of unspoken words

I know the way that love looks
A gleam in the eyes
Casting shadows in the mind

An incessant
Lament radiates
Off of my
Rattling bones,
Echoing in
My hollow chest,
And at times
I cannot seem to
Hold myself
Tight enough to
Stifle the sound
That it makes

It's getting late in the day

Silence lingers heavily here
Where gleaming fingertips
Dig into scarred horizons
Running red with the light of a dying sun

Open-air hallways full of empty windows
Reflect what is left of the day
Into the faces of passersby

The only warmth they will find here

Eyes without faces march in lines
Parallel to uneven streets leading them
To places where illumination
Is only a figment of the imagination

©KNL

I need a place to lay,
Somewhere deep inside the earth
Held tightly in the arms
Of many ancient roots
Twisting above and below me,
A cradle for my tired bones,

I need a place to sleep,
Nestled in a home
Made of small stones and soil,
Blanketed in the silence
That permeates the ground
Beneath my feet

I write letters to you in my mind
And then burn them
Such divine pyres
To warm my frozen bones
In the midst of my coldest winter

The spaces in between
Claim to be memory and dream
Though I can feel the walls around me
Things are not as they would seem

©FaerieFoxPoetry

I have gone walking through life
With a heart full of paper lanterns

I have been an aimless wanderer
Nothing more than a moth fluttering from one luminous pool to the next,
No matter how dim the flame seemed to burn

I have embraced the fragile brilliance of each and every one of them,
Snuffing them out with Arms outstretched like a child longing to be held,
Ignoring the burns that they left behind because I did not care enough to tend to them myself

I have stood in the darkness that I created in myself,
Felt the cold whisper of gloom passing through my halls,
As I was an abandoned house with walls begging to be torn down

I have come to find that not everyone is afraid of the dark
He walked right in, carrying the sun in his chest
And gave me the one thing that I needed most

I will now go walking through life
With a heart full of paper lanterns
And a matchbook in my pocket

When grey clouds
Are always spilling over
With the ebb and flow
Of their seas  
Those with soft hearts
Will soak it all in
Only to pour it back out
A greedy catharsis
Under overcast skies

©FaerieFoxPoetry

Those quiet, moonlit truths
That you whisper
Through my hair
While we lay
In the arms of sleep
Swirl through my dreams,
Coils of sweet smoke
From the warmest of fires

I flip through
The written chapters
Of my life
And as I make my way
Through still blank pages
I catch a glimpse
Of the end

Take me to kneel
At mountain monuments
Towers to the heavens
Casting their shadows
On the sinners below

Take me to rest
In forests pristine
Reliquaries for souls
Who wander dreaming
Through many bountiful arms

Take me to purify
In oceans tumultuous
Let me cleanse myself
In the deepest wells
Primeval founts of life

©FaerieFoxPoetry

it is so hard
to be gentle
when I always have
the taste of blood
in my mouth

©KNL

I have taken midnight station
Set in quiet contemplation
Sipping on the thickest silence,
Such a sickly-sweet libation

©FaerieFoxPoetry

We watched
Melancholy pines
Paint silver moonlight
Into a velvet sky
Kept warm beside
A pensive fire

©KNL

I'm lost in a trance
Caught in a dance
With memories abound
All twirling around
So light on their feet
And when we meet
Feelings take flight
Oh, what a sight
Reliving within me
A life only I see

©KNL

You are the tide
Creeping slowly
Consuming
Overwhelming
Washing over me
And dragging me
Out where I cannot hope
To ever find my way back

In the twilight hour
When grey light
Fills the empty space
Between your walls
Do you think of me?

Do I overflow your mind,
Cascading over the edges
Like too much water
In a shallow cup

Do I flood your thoughts
With dazzling colors,
A prism brilliantly shining
In technicolor splendor

Or do you think of me
Wooden and solemn,
A coffin for the life
You have left behind

Sometimes
I am a phantom limb
Passing through the body
Of a listless lover
Unnoticed

©FaerieFoxPoetry

I have spent
too many days and nights
on broken things
out of pocket expenses
given too freely
to those begging
for any amount of
someone else to get them by

I was spare change
jingling in hands
too full of nothing
to be so very heavy

@KNL

I want to
Pour
My heart out
So you can
Drink
Your fill

©FaerieFoxPoetry

I trip and stumble
Over the sweet flavor
Of words on the tip
Of my eager tongue

I savor the taste
Of hazy thoughts
Perched playfully
Just behind my lips

The cloud rolls into view
One that's always there
Lingering just outside the blue

It will seep into my eyes
And I will have to brave the rain
Yet through the somber skies

The sun will peek in
Just to see how I have been

Passing through
Many hands
And many minds
Ever hiding
Around the corners
In the rooms
I'm trying to escape

Always the name
Perched on too many lips
Demanding penance
For crimes committed
Against myself

Voices fill
Empty chambers
Loaded, as bullets
Into mouths, like guns
Howling their grievances
Into open ears

Will it ever be
Quiet

©FaerieFoxPoetry

There is a rabbit
In the thicket
He watches
Death pass
From a distance
With scarlet eyes
Set in porcelain
Easily cracked

Kaleidoscope skies
Pour from drifting prisms
Spilling crystal color
Onto a canvas of muddled grey

©FaerieFoxPoetry

We will beg for rain,
Wailing
When it washes us clean

©FaerieFoxPoetry

Tears like honey
Reflect
Golden
Morning
Light
Reflect
Eyes
On
Mine
Reflect
T­ears like honey

©KNL

Such a lovely temple
At which to worship
Performing
Divine rituals
In sanctified flesh

©FaerieFoxPoetry

Often, I find myself wandering this hall

These empty walls feel
Familiar to me
Like looking into a mirror

Cobweb thoughts still hang in corners

I never come here to tidy up
Only to leave
More footprints in the dust

I walk into these little rooms

Places that are always
Easy to find
Why do I have trouble leaving

The doors don't lock around here

©KNL

you speak
soft words
onto my lips

I savor your
sweet nothings
warm and lovely
on the tongue

©KNL

Winter clings
Winds they sing
Songs of ice
Do entice
Snowflakes down
A frozen crown
Fields of white
A beautiful sight

There goes spring
On gilded wing
Colors bright
Life alight
Flowers grow
From under snow
To behold
A sun of gold

Summer heat
Warms the street
The sun above
Burns like love
The sultry nights
Bring little lights
When fireflies
Fill darkened skies

Autumn rolls through
A wonderful view
Gray sky frames
Colors of flames  
Leaves change shade
A vibrant parade
Whirling to earth
Death and rebirth

Sometimes I think of those nights
Flowing through the veins of the city
Coursing along the waterfront
Carried along by inky waves
Watching the wind dance a waltz
With the leaves at my feet
As I walked that concrete stage

©FaerieFoxPoetry

I watched you there,
Drinking from the sun
Swallowing beams
Of the most radiant light
I saw with aching eyes
The shadow that you cast
And traced your silhouette,
Drawn into the lovely void
That trailed behind you

It seems to me
We've entered a world
Where everyone is shaken
Yet not one of us stirred

we are all
silhouettes
of the universe

maybe
that is why
we can't help
but look up

©KNL

Sunflower on azure
Clouds threaten

Rain

Jewels on black velvet
Lonesome moon

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