i guess poetry can be used
to inspire optimism
and make people feel good,

but i'm looking for the kind of poetry that
eats the air
from my lungs and
sifts my holes
with a fistful of dead flowers.

Some stars are
       destined for      
                  plummet                                      
                          But,
I
  Will
       Always
             Catch
                   You
                            When you plunge.

By Arcassin Burnham

When you ask me to...

Even I can't stand.....

When you ask me to stay,
Believing love is just a phase,
Bad memories I can't erase,
Tears running down your cheek from sorrow,
I have too much on my plate,
And you have a lot of baggage,
We're so good for each other that it will
Never manage,
Searched the world for someone like you
But failed to find the qualities that I
Souly desired,
I don't believe in you,
I don't put my trust in you at all,
We fall,
Then it's a mistake we can not admit it all,
Curl up in a ball,
Cry to the heavens,
There's no call,
We withdrawal,

And when you ask me to stay,
Even I can't stand the rain,
I've been suffering , I'm in pain,
Our affection are ripples in lakes,
Trying to see if you're okay,
Your giving sin a taste,
Of what's to come and where we stay
One more wish to kiss your pretty face.

Do  you  have  one  I  could  borrow.
I  could  bring  it  back  ­tomorrow.
I'd  only  need  it  for  a  day.
It  seems  that  mine­  has  gone  away..

So  I  would  be  most  grateful.
If  just  ­for  a  little  while.
You  could  see  your  way  to  lending  m­e.
Just  for  today  your  smile.

Keith  Wilson.  Windermere.  U­K.2016.

Morning-star-burst bloom
Floral crown on tranquil lake
She walks on water.