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1.1k · Jul 2018
The Ruins
SneaklyFox Jul 2018
How much sting can a memory hold?
What halls my heart had walked
Between its columns a warmth and I,
Happy in the company of known things:
Whispers in the secret chambers,
Delight in solitude but for you.

The bitter cold,
The hollow shell,
Giving a semblance and structure to that which once was.
Flown is the fleeting sun;
The days were numbered.
Here, the ebb and tide of many tears brought a sting upon this
   beach of skin,
Washed ashore drifting bones and dead things -
The flesh has rot
What once was alive and beautiful -
And left the deep ache of memory
Of a home now lost.
251 · Oct 2018
Nano #1
SneaklyFox Oct 2018
I heard you thinking on the other side.  And the flashes of neurons left me thunderstruck when your words boomed.
206 · Sep 2018
A Thousand Kisses
SneaklyFox Sep 2018
All men think they know what is love,
For heat burns heat into a fire.
'Tis not a heat that fuels some passions,
But a song of night into the cool cool night.
Wafting and drifting wind awakes,
Delicious air strokes the senses,
A new eye is stirred and twinkling, hushed.
Two can dream under a starry blanket
And gaze one to another freely unhidden
As words unspoken are known unbidden.
Thoughts bend down striving to bestow,
And inspiration lifts its chin unafraid to meet,
Yet even as the gifts are granted they know
A thousand kisses are not enough.
152 · Aug 2017
The Eagle
SneaklyFox Aug 2017
Watching the scene with keen blue eyes,
There, rough rocks, hills and mountain rise.
Up, up the firmament he flies.

Forever youthful, fast and strong,
His mighty wings like canvas long;
He squishes his prey with his prong.

Like him, I see the open sky.
The hot air makes my wet eyes dry;
I'm burnt with fire, my thoughts flow by.

The winds below me sweep the sand.
Near the sun o'er a lonely land,
Soaring high, not a single friend.
149 · Oct 2018
Finding Her
SneaklyFox Oct 2018
I close my eyes to a world of light
To enter a land that gives me sight
Into the deep crevices of this old mount
No obscure thing beyond true count
Before every view that emerged in the mind
I ached with all my strength to find
That one object my heart doth seek
As lost as I beyond this silent peak
Into the distance your footprints spread
"She wants to be found," the old man said
Following each step ere I learned to walk
Tripping down the sandy turf and rock
There stood you beside the foamy reef
Your eyes sank far into your grief
Tears fell crashing with a reason
Yet I felt the restraint of the season
What was to be done as we stood still
Between the sea and a wind blown chill?
Did I know what would take hold
When I at last dared to break the cold?
Hesitating, reaching, my being drew yours near
In that moment I knew no more fear
The memory of long past was the truth of the now
For I had not changed, I know not how
Embracing your frame as though I had never
And again my lips tasted the salt of that river
So long since I had traversed these lands
Yet not forgotten as I clasped your hands
Bringing them to meet my feeling
Momentously washing your fingers with healing
I covered each one with a freeing balm
Until the last exquisite one, then calm
143 · Oct 2017
Of One
SneaklyFox Oct 2017
Silence kills my spirit
As Distance draws from a dark well,
But nothing can quench the eternal flame
Which burns for the life of one.

Shall my light fall on the skin of others
While absence pains my very flesh
And memory gnaws at my bones?
So deep beyond were the travels of one.

My insides spilled out on the table;
The treasures of my heart were laid open;
The broken shards of my past were fingered lovingly,
Guided across by the hand of one.

All the world and the people in it
Are oblivious to the world within.
They know not of such things,
Hidden to all but the eyes of one.
138 · Aug 2017
Haiku #1
SneaklyFox Aug 2017
my heart tends towards
your ***** in warmth of night
four arms encircling
136 · Feb 2018
Celestial
SneaklyFox Feb 2018
Once, I loved the silver Moon
As a sister to my heart was she
Brightness piercing a blackened sky
Washed in glow her face turned to me

But black sky consumes finally
New steps were taken in blindness
Looking up, the Moon had disappeared
Into naught but a side of darkness

Once, I loved the golden Sun
The sweet earth bathed in her light
Was entirely a different place
In her presence there was no night

But the Sun knew not why she shone
And I lost the meaning of colour
Seeing life through eyes now faded
Like white and cold and winter

I wander through the galaxy
Aware of stars in the distance
No impulse to find a new light
Among all the fair heavens
115 · Apr 2018
Unkissed
SneaklyFox Apr 2018
Form of imagination and reality
Lovely and great
She inspires colour
A presence evoking power

How delicate each moment passes
A swift side glance
Ignites passion in this pulse
Tenderness in perfect clarity
Soft as the two parts
Held breathlessly open waiting

My mouth brings forth all emotion
Daring to slip in her direction
Forgiving and giving
The deepest buried treasure gladly
Pausing eternally with one thought
Of the throne of love
Where beauty sits

Gentle gift upon your lips
All richness painted by neurons
Pulse stopping because it does not think
What was it?
77 · Sep 2019
hurt
SneaklyFox Sep 2019
crashing down down
daggers splitting flesh and bone
piercing every part of me
holes in my skin
but what oozes out of me
drips to the ground
red mixed with gold
blood and light
love spilling everywhere
how long 'til i'm empty?
71 · Sep 2019
Light of Hope
SneaklyFox Sep 2019
Once a living fire
Now a dying fire

There lingered a poor ember among the ashes
Poker in my hand, I stoked the fading flames
Just to behold a weak burst of light
With no force of will of its own

I set the poker down beside me
And watched the final flicker
Transfixed on what remained
Its last breath reflected in diamonds brimming

Without my hand it dies
And shivering, I close my eyes
A single tear escapes like a creek
Down a dry bed of cheek

Light extinguished
Darkness anguished
56 · Dec 2020
Dead End Street
SneaklyFox Dec 2020
This way to Dead End Street
I saw the signs say
But the next one said
No U-Turn
Or I might have put that one up

I dread what I will find
When once I reach the end
No matter how fast or slow I tread
There's only one direction I can go
To the end of Dead End Street

It is inevitable
So I turn my focus
From its existence to its manner
For what does the horizon show
When I approach this cliff?
Still I am crawling
On the path of Dead End Street

Over the final view
I take in my last breath and plunge
Down past the fence
Of Dead End Street

It wasn't the end as I had feared
In falling I found my release
At the fence of Dead End Street

— The End —