Jul 2013
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Of broken branch and multi-colored stone façade
the pathway steals my outward glance
Winding through the cottage hills
like kite string freed by a strong wind, it spills
Patterns shadow in abstract array
through barbed wire and solid steel
barricades, creating menacing shapes,
criss-crossing narrow wheel ruts of long ago
“I tug my trousers in defiance and set my pace”
Obstacles, of stead and stood,
branded in a wilting wood…
directions carved to empty me of all I know as good
Within my chest sits a living compass,
beating my quest in a never ending melody,
sweet as creamed corn pie and pointing
towards the sun, which sits before me
two hills above the horizon on this new day
Temptation beckons over my right shoulder,
whistling in the breeze of delicious
offerings, and I do hunger…
“Still I stand firm of my journey back to your love”
Take your glow of nectarines
Cool refreshing summer streams
For I shan’t waver, not an inch, her love calls in my dreams
Midday, as the solar glow finds my shoulders red
and sweat clings like life in dampened conclusions,
blisters form bringing the pain of decisions made before…
and I would have it no other way…for this I deserve
Mountains faced of jagged stone break my crawl,
rubble sweeps my feet, as my knees bleed,
thirst speaks in the language of a long feared enemy…
yet I do not listen…
“No challenge shall be placed that will keep me from my return to you”
State your case in hammered stone
Tear my skin of broken bone
No tethered vines of loneliness shall sway me from my home
My shadow now waits before me, long and slender,
molded by dried weathered foot prints…my foot prints,
heading a direction opposite my heart
Many years old yet still their outline remains as a warning…
When I see it, the lilac arbor, scented in old desires and
new in life, encasing a glow, melodies of gold finch sing
as my eyes find your smile, an extended hand, a soft touch
I have found my way home…
“My sweet love, this heart begs forgiveness and longs you eternally”
*Mistakes I’ve made, my journey far
on borrowed steps of distant stars
my every waking dream desires to be right where you are
Of broken branch and multi-colored stone façade
the pathway steals my outward glance
Winding through the cottage hills
like kite string freed by a strong wind, it spills
Patterns shadow in abstract array
through barbed wire and solid steel
barricades, creating menacing shapes,
criss-crossing narrow wheel ruts of long ago
“I tug my trousers in defiance and set my pace”
Obstacles, of stead and stood,
branded in a wilting wood…
directions carved to empty me of all I know as good
Within my chest sits a living compass,
beating my quest in a never ending melody,
sweet as creamed corn pie and pointing
towards the sun, which sits before me
two hills above the horizon on this new day
Temptation beckons over my right shoulder,
whistling in the breeze of delicious
offerings, and I do hunger…
“Still I stand firm of my journey back to your love”
Take your glow of nectarines
Cool refreshing summer streams
For I shan’t waver, not an inch, her love calls in my dreams
Midday, as the solar glow finds my shoulders red
and sweat clings like life in dampened conclusions,
blisters form bringing the pain of decisions made before…
and I would have it no other way…for this I deserve
Mountains faced of jagged stone break my crawl,
rubble sweeps my feet, as my knees bleed,
thirst speaks in the language of a long feared enemy…
yet I do not listen…
“No challenge shall be placed that will keep me from my return to you”
State your case in hammered stone
Tear my skin of broken bone
No tethered vines of loneliness shall sway me from my home
My shadow now waits before me, long and slender,
molded by dried weathered foot prints…my foot prints,
heading a direction opposite my heart
Many years old yet still their outline remains as a warning…
When I see it, the lilac arbor, scented in old desires and
new in life, encasing a glow, melodies of gold finch sing
as my eyes find your smile, an extended hand, a soft touch
I have found my way home…
“My sweet love, this heart begs forgiveness and longs you eternally”
*Mistakes I’ve made, my journey far
on borrowed steps of distant stars
my every waking dream desires to be right where you are
