Jewelled dragons
Hover on glass wings,
Caressing the silky air
In an irredecent cascade
And rapidly ponders
The sky

Quicksilver screams shatter the night,
Blazing forth glory with all of its might
Rainbows of visions, and I without sight
Stare into the void, an inky goodnight.

I was born in this world
With a day-old heart
And an ancient mind

The telltale rattle of old bones
Hangs in the thin night air
From tenuous strings
Of what once was

It is not a measure of health
To fit in a sick society

The exquisite blend
Of paint
Melting off the palate

I saw it twice;
Once in your eyes,
Once in mine
A strange device,
You lose only love
To time

I have been gone
For many years, it seems, and yet
The days still flow like rivers
And the light still fills your dreams
..
Where shadows lay, across the way
That I had once forgot
And still the fires alight the pyres
And all the evil to rot
..
I heard the tales the beggars sing
It sounds like home to me,
I have been gone for many years,
Now run, to set us free

When all things are gone
Death will die
And life will begin again

The night wafts by
Like the scent of food
And the stars hang in utter stillness;
Wishes suspended on dreams

Silver sliver
In the dark
Hits my chest
To pierce my heart;
Moonstruck child

Today, I'm a little lost
A little aimless wandering
A little stuck between here and there
Drifting effervescently
Ephemerally
Ghostly, almost
Gone

Day by day my demons slide
Into a lake, so deep and wide
But some wouldn't see but a sea at least,
While others see oceans of evil beneath,

The turbulent depths turn, with time and tide
To come and go, and to no man abide;
But inner workings, ticking dear,
Casting them forth, or bringing them near,
All played to the tune of a tone deaf ear,
Which went never hearing my pitiful fear

Dear hands,
You have created me
As I have created with thee,
Not quite fine,  my dear
It's time,  my dear
to change.

And now,  
as sunlight turns to dusk,
Though you've scribed me in the dust
Peerless portrait on the floor,
The iron room has locked it's door
Behind me

My friends,  
it's time for me to rest
Though I know you did you best
But the light is growing dim
And you know I cannot swim
In shadow

My art
I had scrawled it in the dark
And now it is torn apart
Not quite fine,  my dear
Divine,  my dear
Goodnight

I see my face mostly
Reflected in the cradle of my palms
When my distractions cease.
I know I should go, but I
Cannot release

Read, write, spell, teach;
Speak, say, lie, preach.
Greet, talk, text, flirt;
Help, hide, change, hurt.

You are my friend
My spirit and soul
You will grow wise
Before I grow old

Youve been There with me
from my favorite start
And now, my good friend
You are falling apart.

The famous here
Have many followers,
But the wise gather the dreams
Of many

I just crushed a bug.
It was crawling on my bed.
It had no chance,
And now it's dead.

Phosphorescent butterflies
Drifting softly in the skies
Time just seems to pass them by
We call them stars;
I don't know why

The whispering willow
Murmurs secrets to the trees
Which are whisked away softly
By the sweet wild breeze

Each succeeding sonnet sways me no more
Than did the first
The rain taps it's fingers against the window,
The sounds of light half-echo
And slake my thirst

Oh take me where the people are
And let me run and play
I won't be here for long, I think
But maybe for a day

Sleep, sweet memories,
Let all your fears be rest.
Engage your dreams with frivolries,
For all your heart knows best

What is life if not an excuse to love a little longer

His arms
Wrap around my naked corpse
Is he holding me (is he giving up?)
Or am I letting go

You must tend to your body
as you tend to your garden.
Your body is from the earth,
and sustains your mind

In the bath,
The every rise and fall of your breath becomes the tide
Your heartbeat echoes through mutable water,
Engulfing me in womblike embrace
Small waves lap at my skin and resonate through my flesh
lapping at the shore-
I am water too

I feel your rhythms course and overlap with mine like music
And if I were to bathe in the ocean,
I'd be no less
Only fulfilled with ever more

Snow melts
To soften and nourish the earth
And leave tender spaces
For the young things to bloom

And the roses that lay
Untouched on this splintered land
Still bloom, still bloom
As they bloomed before
In the day

Too many tortured souls,
But here they found
A place to be set free.
Hello, poetry.

The Mundane is sacred too
Without it you are ungrounded
The there profundity in the simplest things

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Are you truely Serene, or do you amputate yourself of the chaos of life
(  and think yourself above it? )

What a blessing it would be to have eyes
That open before the wake of my own destruction
And not be widened by suprise
At my reduction

Though we now lay miles apart
With every thought you fill my heart,
With every smile you steal my breath
I will love you until  death

Kindness misleads
All who stumble to the dark
Light, like fire, burns and
Oppresses the naïve trust
Present in the hopeful
Soul, but slowly dashed to death
In an insidious 
Ambiguity

We were what we were
And we are what we are.

There is many necessary things about the past

And yet
Amidst the torments
And torrents of tragedies
I've had your arms to fall into
Each night, when I fall
Down

You cannot see how much you judge others
When you direct that judgement most harshly
Into yourself

you unwittingly hold others to the same standard
you abuse yourself with
External reflections of your most internal loathings

Nor do you see that the criticism which you raze against your self
You raze against those who admire you


The daughters' mother cannot bear
Her own visage

I can see the end beginning
When the beginnings begin to end
This wild winter wind is softly winning,
My blood, tears, and snow will blend

Blinded once again,
I succumb easily
To good men with bad intentions.
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We all have our weaknesses.

In the darkness of becoming
I saw, I was a seed
In that dark and sacred place
Full of life and full of need.

Gasping, grasping every breath
A gift I take, I bleed
Into sweet light I dare to grow
A choice, no choice - I'm freed.

Dissolve into the mists
Rain sprays across the grey water
Cloaking ever shrinking islands
I sail away into the white
..
She swallows the kiss of every word from my breathless lips into whisper

And pours home into my heart like relief and respite

Night falls into my embrace
My bed softens the fall to sleep
Moonlight washes across my face
And lessens the darkness of the deep

The words escape me,
Pushed as breath forced from beaten lungs
****** past my lips into vacuum
Trying to convey what left me breathless
Breathlessly

You went away, and I followed behind,
On mountains you shone like a star.
I couldn't lose you; you were stuck in my mind 

You were always too close and too far