Dark is to light, as black to white.
When we write, from what place?

I wrote,
dwelling there,
amongst the shadows,
without face; leeching for love,
my cup empty,
heart scattered into pieces.

I write,
divinely guided;
exploring unclimbed mountains,
where weakness and courage elope,
advancing towards freedom,
My cup fills,
healing below the glimmers of hope.

I accept,
my world of black,
as it mends into white,
for I know, what is in the dark,
is to rise to meet light.

the truth chained itself and,
grimacing, he followed.
each star he eyed blew past,
one by one, and perched
themselves within him.
he picked, prodded, pleaded,
sleep smudging the night's corpse,
and optimism left him.

bit by bit, he read her heart
and lost it in translation.
her energy was effervescent,
and warm. inconsistent.
--
her energy was eclectic-- fierce,
and her words: silken, undisturbed
--
he lost himself in her songs,
the playlists of past hurts, wants, haves-
and happiness. rhapsodic
--
pain is a telegraph,
a tactile sensation that sounds off,
telling stories of past mistakes.

Just like
fractured hearts,
light must be fractured
to make a
rainbow.

I set a goal for myself,
to write one word today,
nothing ambitious
or profound,
just one word
to start again,
just one word
to show the way.

Believe.

Coming Sun
New dawn to light
It's a glyph
Fresh look upon life

Morning dew
Glistening skin
Wet, hard
Again and again

Teary sweet
**** or sour
Tasting days
Through the haze
smiling for me
I'm amazed.

© sd greene  9/3/17

Lost to your troubled world,
I gave you my word,
At the end of your pain,
I’ll be there and I will wait for you.

Conversing in the silence,
Words that softly caress,
A gentle understanding,
Signs of something unconditional,
Leaves a heavy comfort.
Challenged to find the light buried in the abyss,
The demons are waiting for me,
But I will wait for you.

Soon to sprout horns,
Harsh whispers,
The demons begin their toil.
I raise a finger to their lips.
I will wait for you.

Remaining strong whilst followed by a deadly entourage,
Staring down at an empty hand,
Wondering if it’ll ever be completed by yours.
I will wait for you.

When it’s quiet,
Cold and empty,
And every slight sound can be heard,
Nothing hurts,
But nothing smiles,
Exposing the truth of who you are,
The chance to listen and absorb what’s truly on your mind.
What do you hear?
The ungodly wail of demons.
They’re starting to dislike you,
Distrust you,
Disrespect you,
I close my eyes and remember your face.
Transported back to a glance we once shared,
Embedding a feeling that's never left,
The strength to douse infernos,
I remember the essence of us.
I will wait for you.

Who is on your mind?
Who do you long for?
I gaze to the sky in search for comfort,
Scattered stars,
A sharp thin moon,
Softly lighting my thoughts,
The reassurance we both exist under the same sky,
A reminder of infinity,
Silence only holds questions.
I will wait for you.

Horns growing,
Poison tongues,
Hinting at delusion.
Are the dreams of us as fragile as they seem?
Deeply connected to my feelings,
Following the purest desires,
The most powerful force within us,
Always leads me back home to your love.
I will wait for you.

The day we reunite,
Our first embrace,
I’ll hold you tight,
As I may never hold you again,
And this feeling will have to last a lifetime.
The regret of not following my heart,
Will always be a greater pain,
Not just for my loss,
But the missed opportunity to love you,
For the chance to see you smile,
And to never have to walk this world alone.

I will wait for you.