moments caught in alabaster skin
i forget where you start and i begin
we are both alive, learnt from sin
we are here and i have seen
the moments between
close your eyes and let me see
our hearts are beating, i will be
our hearts are beating for a fee
locked in to a life of love
locked in to a push and shove
she will always win
where does she start and i begin?

I stand still, getting buried, under pressure, by the sands of time, I am covered, remembered, unseen.

You are up there, getting scattered, over mountains, by the hands of life, you are stripped, made bare, cleaned.

It is my remains you pump to the surface, it is my dead fire that gives yours light.

It is your straining to make villains out of victims, your commitment to love crimes that keeps me reaching through the night.

Too bright to lose, too dim to win.
Life, give me something other than a ******* lemon.

Gathered all the hues, painted virtues and sin.
I'm not about to do all this ******* again.

Give me another clue, like who's an enemy, who's a friend.
Otherwise I'll keep pointing fingers in faces until they cave in.

Drawing a blank
in the eye of the beholder
is high art
if I've ever seen it.

The fear of the unknown
is too often replaced
with the overbearing price
of certainty.

Faith only pays when it's shaken,
and yet we light fires
to find
the day.

To create is human.
To doubt is divine.
To live, to breathe,
is to cross that line.

Strands of light across the night
streak like fractured birds in flight.
Inside a diamond, three circles bright
an avalanche slides along pyramid skies.
Outside the line, divides time,
separated by the ties that bind,
light dances left to right,
stars fragment, out of sight.

©️JMCole

Which way to go
where dost thou
waters flow alone
is black colour
is life a lighter shade
of grey remains frayed
burnt at the edge
dismayed plagued
memory strewn astray.
I say I say
Jump into the melody
absorb the dance
become entranced
life is a romance
an enchanted chance
a test at best, jest.

©️JMCole