Watching long shadows
some slipping under fences
tricky summer suns
like to play me dumb
or glare me, half blind
sometimes I run
or sometimes walking backwards
looking where I've been
in the heat of day
only a dream to sway
under the cool
of moons

dressed for my own funeral again
black suit and tie, I've died so many times without amends
I can't count the ways I've started over and then
the shadows of wasted loves show teeth and rend

cracking my spine in convulsing shakes chewing on faith that breaks
and it takes all of my fleeting strength to out swim the wakes
the drowning, dingy echoes of fake affection and birthday cakes
when there was no connection between us but the quakes

and you don't know who I am now in my disparity
any more than I remember who I set out to be

stressed and smoking too often, new nails in the coffin
black tar and coughing because the fists never soften
beaten so bad my heart won't beat if I can hear you talking
on the other end of a phone when the tears aren't stopping

the eulogy for a wasted man sounds like loved one's bitter tones
that don't understand that a dead man is free from what caring owns
and the soil not drinking one tear won't notice one more set of bones
but in the darkness, the silence, the solitude, I'll bury what my demons condone

to the praises of others you raised us but you were no mother
handing out soul snuffing black eyes that still won't let me recover
why did it have to be you; wicked you, split in two and not another?
schizophrenic, stick it in and twist it, breaking me and a lonely brother

it's you I'm burying in this soil
because I'm half you so I too and spoiled
like you, I am halved by my bipolar turmoil
giving up on surviving anymore with this blood that boils

ashes to ashes
dust to dust
the last of my crashes
because burying you is my final lust

In his breathy love's eyes
The winds are wandering,
Their legs have sauntered
In a loose fit journey away
From the warmth of arms'
Embrace, under the stars,
A heart of days splendour,
Has waned into a wincing
Chain, propped and long,
Where even the dark sees,
They sooth incandescently
Blind.  How can love grow
In a vow hermetically cold
When all outsides' beams
Are breaking like the sun?

She wore a blue dress,
a brilliant blue dress,
full to the brim with memories,
she wore it the last time her eyes met his,
the time when they kissed,
when they last touched,
one and one made two,
both together really wild.

That was the effect of the ladylike gown,
just an old-fashioned and feminine frock,
a splurge of loud blue flowers,
buttoned up the front,
tied at the back in a flouncy cotton bow,
dominated by her feminine wiles,
how they loved and laughed and smiled,
at each other,
for a while,
there were no others.

They loved,
they died,
well the feelings did,
and so they cried,
all for the sake of the blue dress,
dragged out of the wardrobe,
as the weather got hot,
a revelation of memories.

As,she suddenly realised,
she hadn't forgot!
(C) Livvi

all manner of flying insects-
appear from nowhere-
but somewhere indeed-
fragile lives lived-
in the fast lane-
no time-
to waste on trifles-
a summers warmth-
will not last past its time

The rise of a new day set in the midst of  dark times,
As the sun shines only to reveal the deceitful lies.
And in it we have been purged and ruined right,
In toiling we have learned that the river runs dry.
Walking on fire with our hands tied and tongues cut.
From the depths of fury, no voice can cry,
Smoke rises, unearthly quietness as a single wisp makes it way up.
Around, the night creeps in, only to darken the darkest of times.

Pick me up and set me on the clouds.
Let me look down, see how the earth turns to this plight.
Loosen my bonds and let me sing to the sky,
**Unchain me and let me find my way out.