PaintItGrey

May 2016

ryn

The hours disappear instantly like blown out
flames off weary candles.
But time is no match for such raging hearts.

We would still hold up the receding
indigo ceiling above us.
We would prop up the sullen moon to stave
off the dawning day.
We will clutch the dwindling stars
and hug them close to our chests.

Because we know the words too well.
Words we simply couldn't cage except to say that...

We are not yet ready to leave
but we look forward to
diving headlong into
the inevitable restart.

Just so the day could grant us a
slate brand new.
Just so that come night,
we could begin all over again.

#newbeginnings #unready #hellopoetry107

May 2016

jane taylor

hints of ivory

precious innocent soul
skipping rocks
on cobblestone roads
vulnerable untarnished pure
no residue of earthly soil

return me to that naiveté
unburdened by layers
of fake masks
and perfect capped teeth
in narcissistic societies

but I shan’t grasp
at ethereal edges
of nebulousness
and ephemeral
innocence

i shall endure
what I abhor
a master’s soul
cannot be forged
in paradise

wisdom’s essence
‘tis not pristine white
hints of ivory
tinge the effervescence
of the sage’s breath

©2016janetaylor

#soul #wisdom #sage #master #forged #poetfreak

PaintItGrey May 2016

Playing Around

There, beyond the misty haze
And over sighing plains
The patterns of a cracked decay
Played with the pieces
Of charred strings
Of a puppet heart

PaintItGrey May 2016

Getting Through

Blinded by rage,
Or was it helplessness?
Someone with bent torn pages
Wouldn't know the difference

Scraping nails needing an alibi,
With the thirst of a collapsing throat,
Making sacrifices were paper thin lies
And closed rooms were loudest at dawn

So we wait in the dark
*Maybe new beginnings are making their mark

PaintItGrey May 2016

From Underneath

And say you were
To walk along those tapered stones
And find your way
Through those darkened alleys

Say you were to turn your whispers
Into the kind of lullaby
Your monsters seem to love
Every night

Climb away from the towers
You hear screams
And hope you don't recognise them

Then would your sanity
Come out of hiding
And help you see
The falling lights