TKO - Hello Poetry

TKO Jan 2017

Suspended sparkles grace morning air
-- Great peaks surround.
Berries petrified by Winter's touch
-- Frozen curiosities abound.

The great shadow of the peak
Is both Overlord and Savior.
She has offered wealth to man
Who've failed to moderate her.

Nothing too intense, just a morning write from a little village in the Rockies. Sure is beautiful in the great white North!

-- Lost over the crest.
The wilderness is merciless
-- Yet this haven is blessed.

#life #beautiful #winter #mountain #village

TKO Nov 2016

vagabond love

there                                                                    you are,
wandering  alone                                                  in life,
a make-shift rucksack                             unburden by
-- leaded stone
dreams
filled with                                                              radiant
forgotten poems
and of                                                                          love
-barren shelves
of forgotten
tomes                                                           , once shared.

I wanted to share something different, as it has been a while. This is still a work in progress, but I tried to produce something with several different readings as a conceptual challenge for myself. Hope you enjoy!

#love #living #thought #journey #multipoem

TKO Oct 2016

Cocktail Memories

The storm settled,
Gentle winds clear the streets of
Fragmented ~~
                   ~~ Cocktail      ~~       Memories
             ~~                       ~~
There were one too many,
For one too many,
                                First Dances &
High Stakes.

Lingering emotions
                                        Faint Recollections
Snapshots of Regretless Mistakes.

#living #downtown #nightlife #recollections

TKO Sep 2016

Season's Growth

I
look
westward.
Those meandering paths,
brittle stone atop them,
once offered me guidance.
The fresh hues of Fall have since
stolen the lingering youth of Spring.
A butterfly flits by,
acting as a muse
for my nostalgic reveries.
I lay under
a cascade of fallen leaves,
Entranced.
Their delicate descents
cradle the breeze,
no sorrow to lament
as they nourish the trees.

#love #life #change #seasons #experience #growth #seasonsgrowth

TKO Sep 2016

6ft Syndrome

eyes peel open
my nostrils tingle
as the smells of soil and sweat
                          permeate the air

the heat is unbearable
breathing shallow
            movement restricted

I only wish to wipe the sleep
from my eyes
who would prevent me
              such a simple request?

anxiety billows for
a brief moment
surrendering complacently
as the frequency of
my rising chest
                                    slows

I sense my sightless eyes
dimming
resting shut

*I am so tired...

#society #nightmare #restricted #claustrophobia #6ftsyndrome

TKO Sep 2016

Table for One

Two Wine Glasses*
*Lipstick stained the brim of one
The silver oxidized in darkness
The candle's dance undone

The cloth is caked in decay
Shed skin saturates the air
A lumbering heap sits in solitude
Where across the table he stares

He alone for this eternal space
An hommage to his days of gold
Dreary dismay down a fallen face
Hollow hearths invite the cold

*"hommage" ('um-aj') is the french of homage (e.g. to pay homage to something). I have used it as a noun as I have heard it employed this way in the English language, but it may not be cosher. Sorry if it doesn't read naturally to some, you may prefer "An hommage"="A relic" and you can read it as such ^_^

#love #death #solitude #tableforone

TKO Sep 2016

Sands of Cape Breton

~~~~~~~~~~
Unblemished sand of a far away land

Unearthing bubbles of weary clams

Sky grows tired as Flame burns low

The simple serenity of the afterglow
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

I wrote this in the sand of Cape Breton at Sunset. I imagine it's gone, taking Summer with it.

#end #summer #sand #capebreton