Fractured pathways,
neural links, open doorways,
born to think.

©️JMCole

The moon is super bright,
hologram of light,
saturates the night,
golden satellite.

©️JMCole

Thoughts are heavy
in my head,
feeling a familiar
kind of dread.

The fog crowds,
absorbs all thought.
The half moon hangs low,
echoes a perfect glow.

It's dark inside my heart
when I feel all the parts,
I fall apart.

©️JMCole

Tell me a story young friend
About where you've been and gone
tell me your reply won't be so long
tell me I can't do no wrong
paint me an ocean
pretty blue green
paint me a sky silver grey blue
paint me a new day
yellow and red
I been waiting and waiting
a long while waiting,
anticipating, thinking
and hoping you come
blue as the sky
on a summers night
midnight is the time to fly
I miss the shine
the stars they are mine
but oh so far away
I can only pine and pine
and get on the mic
an whine and whine
for time to
change its mind
reverse the track
and give me back
the words I lost
the grace I tossed
for sometimes I am
truly boxed
all I can do is pine
for the star
I left behind
for the broken parts
of my mind
for the endless tick of time
for the loss inside
so sublime
for all the things
that pass me by
in my absent state
I make so many mistakes
waiting on fate
to bait me once again
down and under
I run with thunder
then I wake,
look up at the sky blue
then orange
and wonder what's so wrong
and what's so right
and who ought to decide
how one should live their lives.

©️JMCole

Ghost in the machine
still looking for a feeling
I can feel the sky clear
blue wind whistles green
it hums the bass
full and hollow echoes
melancholic hope
is a dream start to finish
turning inward I reel
at the scene I’m painting
everyday the grey away
cold light twinkles bright
throughout the night
a lullaby.

©️JMCole

Strands of light across the night
streak like fractured birds in flight.
Inside a diamond, three circles bright
an avalanche slides along pyramid skies.
Outside the line, divides time,
separated by the ties that bind,
light dances left to right,
stars fragment, out of sight.

©️JMCole

Too much too soon
comes the storm
and the moon full
black rain melts
my soul down
a deep dark hole
I’m falling now
water flows
the mountain cold
hurts my whole
to know so much
and then so little
light can I feel now
the sound so loud
my deafening moan
my not so empty howl.

©️JMCole