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 Apr 2017 Gregory Dun Aer
Eriko
wrap my bones in soothing silk
and see what unfolds
at the height of
a beating drum and beading sunlight,
of crisp April air and sparkling starlight
and emboss my world with
the richest of senses
 Apr 2017 Gregory Dun Aer
Eriko
maybe, perhaps with the heaviest glare
I am missing of an essential care
I've never sought to recover,
a dingy room lit with fireflies
and the most beautiful sunsets
without the sight to drink
within its margins,
falling through the grains of chopped wood,
of gnarled tree bark and wild white daises
feel the impressions of a breath,
the impressions of movement
floating momentarily in a golden shaft
of spring sunlight,
then only to be snatched
with green and blues
of a waning afternoon sky,
the impressions of laughter
and the impressions of noise,
the impressions of a tender touch
tingling after the love
sought without a glimpse
of knowing what's truly
there to hold a single, ever-changing
impression
 Apr 2017 Gregory Dun Aer
Eriko
carry memories,
like the dirt underneath
fingernails

unpainted and hidden not,
carry scars like that
of roses  

and sing unforgivingly,
sing like mountains
pointed

at no one
 Apr 2017 Gregory Dun Aer
Eriko
the still, still girl
who fought for her battles
ramming standstill
as the dunes washed beneath
the weight of her heavy, heavy feet
tire and sore-some
from all the miles she had to overcome,
and a wealth of blisters
here, her shadow stretched far and prestine
even under the deep blanket of night,
step after step, without a knight she moves
swiftly through the sandy dunes
knowing, bristling in her heart
only a comet as true to its course
will lay a stop
to the journey which
she wills
 Apr 2017 Gregory Dun Aer
Eriko
the anatomy of a body
deserves naught to be scrutinized
the symmetry of the mind
surpasses far beyond
than that of a quivering yonder*
no need to caress the air
which buffers from
the breathing *****
no need to pluck
strands of singing beads
from the temple
*of a human mind
To miss someone
That's not even yours
Hurts more
Then words could explain
I feel so alone when we don't talk. And so alive when we do. I just wish that you were mine. And I could be with you
My heart now bleeds out  
As you walk away with her
Silently I cry
My heart was just hurt didn't know your had the power to do so
There are stars in the sky and laughter across my ears
I am smiling in my mind
So I am not prepared for the world to shatter around me
In one gasp of breath, black paint spills over all I see

My hands clutch to my core
Trying to stop the bleeding from a wound that never was there
The pain so complete, I must be dying
I'm endlessly dying

I would rip my heart from my own chest if that would stop the pain

When the world returns, I turn my eyes desperately to the stars
As if tethering myself to each one so they can't run away again
I tell myself
I could never give up this life under their watch

Please don't let the stars go out
In silence I weep
You bring hope and love to me
I now rest with you
Just your presence and words are enough to calm my heart
'Does the pain not blind your eyes?'

Does the love not blind your soul?
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