A cold white mist
on the horizon.
An Eire voice that
sounds like bees.

Am I floating?
Am I alive ?

A choir of innocence
immersed in sorrow.

Standing at the Barb wire
of the saddest place on Earth.
Trying to understand
the unforgivable.

Being led by conscience
and a buzzing mist.
Lifes choices are hard
and usually unfair .
But, you choose
and move on .
Hoping you will not
need to be forgiven.

The path forks through
quiet emotions.
But , the truth is always
well hidden .

Tears pool at the
feet of mortality.
Candles line the
stonewalls of fate
flickering in the rain .

Cutting a tunnel
through the silence
of the morning .
To elicit forbidden
sensations of
lustful embroidery.
Spiking trees
to save the forest ,
pulling stakes
in civil disobedience.
All within the nuance
of a border town
where the misty swamps
hold  no fever .

Sweeping views of
the hinterlands
with backwater thoughts
In the rain .
I have carried the burden
of a thousand bad decisions
with a sleepy vagabond
gilded halo .

Waiting for the bridge
to be rebuilt
after it burned in the dawn .
Showing me the forest
as I’m stuck in the trees.
Memories really mired
in the mud of
my sacred platte of ground .

Lost in a rainy midnight
silence of fear .
Affliction ,
the laurels of the
fires of adversity.

Lightning flickered
in the stillness of the night .
Quiet but for the distant thunder.

Aware that the silent
rain had ceased.

Desire Disgusts Even The Likes of Me

The moon, shrouded in a veil of clouds,
Cast a pallid glow upon the scene,
As they, haunted by their own yearnings,
Found themselves entangled in its embrace.

But lo, as the shadows lengthened,
And the air grew thick with unease,
They recoiled at the touch of desire,
For it was a foul and wretched thing.

It was a night of eerie whispers,
When desire, with its tainted allure,
Crept into the hearts of those
Who feared no sin, no darkness.

Even those who knew no fear
Were repelled by its twisted form,
And thus they turned away,
Leaving behind the stench of their own loathing.

See me as a man not as the monster you came to know

Riddles twist and turn
Words dance in perplexing ways
A maze of meaning

Innocence is Lost

The sun sinks low
Casting long shadows
A farewell to youth
As innocence departs

Fading like summer
Leaves changing color
Gone with the wind
Lost to the passage of time

But within this loss
A seed of wisdom
Planted in the heart
New growth from old wounds

Though innocence fades
Its memory lingers
In the beauty of scars
And the strength of the soul

We reunite together under this moonlight forever ourselves but never understood by the youth