On my finger
a semi-precious stone lies.
I was promised its energies'd linger
with a colour to match summer skies.

Lapis Lazuli, blue blue blue
Please I beg-

Never lose your hue.

That person who gets you, lifts you
As the stone that fits your hand does
Who loves you as the stone from your hand
Skims out across the sea, loves you so
Many times more
Than you can count
That
Person

Whose love seems older than the stone
Smoother than its perfect roundness
Whose eyes seem deeper than the sea
During the endless time your eyes
Meet. And the feeling

In your heart
Of that stone
That oldest
Perfect
Love

Skimming light, skimming fast
Skimming away
Away

As it fades
As it

Fades

My God is living color
a translucent Fire
the traces of Your fingers drip like Gold
Your face blood Ruby red
split with veins of Garnet orange
Carnelian swirls ascending from Your feet

I see it, just beyond the horizon
*slipping, forcing its way through
the cracks... I hear it snap in two
in a wicked memory
to dream of you

something in my eyes
a seamless beacon of wanting"
so inviting and haunting
as I lay sleeping and dreaming
you seep in, penetrating flesh
into ink filled veins
piercing my mind
welcomed and unkind
you are coming to me again..

Through darkened tearfilled clouds
not going to go unnoticed
or easily forgotten
breaking my heart
in a flash of white lightning
snapping like a whip
cracking in the deep
waking me...
from wishing silent sleep

alone and trembling,
heightening my awareness
striking in anger
and jealousy
igniting dormant flames
heating up the air
and catching my breath
taking it so carelessly
in your reckless abandon
whispering of my despair
in the rush of fading tires
lonely moving & telling liars
engulfing me in the heated fires
ashing memories of you just yesterday

I hear the squealing brakes
looking past the road we didn't take
desperately seeking souls
you take another way
I am left blinded

A secret wishing heart
like a flickering candle the wind
a glowing secret sin
snuffed out too soon
gone just lingering a minute
relishing, savoring
the waifing scent of sweat
the everlasting glow
as it is choking out the air
from all we know
suffocating and unliberated
repressing feelings
I wait for death again

We try and stay within the dark
putting out even the smallest spark
awakening and awaiting the night
we are standing in the shadows
in the cold of the morning
and the calling of the crow
I see it is time for you to go
  I stand and stare at you in wonder

Turning my face and my other cheek
against the licking, dancing flames
and turn my eyes against the ticking, quickening passing hands of time
we tell them again, again
in impassioned rhymes
feeling the beat of the music
soothing and moving
we rail and wail against the power
as we pluck another flower
strumming my guitar
far away
I am  fighting to save us

I've kissed your lips a thousand times
relived this dream within my mind
and even when my eyes are blind
I see you when I close my eyes
a time off lonely sad goodbyes
I sigh in the bittersweetness

I see your hand caressing, caressing ...
me with your with eyes..
my frame, *******
and I, of you...
I too undo
I am obsessing

Remember in sweet September
your soft calloused hands
a lovely place for me to land
that yummy sound I hear you make
almost more than I could take
wishing me that you could
secretly wish you never would
I reach for your embrace

Take me with you when you go
your heated breath against my neck
whisper gently nibbling my ear
release me in a secret fear
to be without you here
so come a little closer my baby

"The heart watches as the brain burns"
playing on your radio
I feel it burning it down again
changing the seasons
and stations of our life
to cold for angels to fly
wishing you didn't  say goodbye
like a grateful waiting timeless stone
my heart's put upon a throne
so glad you made it safely  home
etched forever
in a flawless beautiful Bethel grey
with a memory inside of us each day
"when my eyes finally close in death"

I leave a loving
heart-shaped
granite, locket
framed by Rolling Green Mountains
immortalized like a Rock of Ages
forever awaiting...
...your return.

Cherie Nolan© 2016

It's usual when one moves a stone,
There's things there that one finds;
Someone tries selling a car,
To rear-end us and our hind.

Amazing all the deals one's offered-
Insurance to seal us in our coffins;
Stocks to secure our future,
Anything to get our lucre.

The stone can be a pebble,
Inocuous at first glance;
But move it and one finds oneself
Involved in false romance.

Roll a boulder,
Lift a rock, of any make or shine;
Well find someone's beneath our heels-
The blind leading the blind.

The creepy, crawly bottom-feeders,
Are waiting for our kind.

Am I happy,
Or am I someone that holds a fake happiness?

My happiness,
Is rather a mixed drink of other emotions as well.

I am dancing on stones,
Some of those stones are sharp;
There cutting into my skin, leaving scars to prove that they were there.

I keep on dancing on this happiness,
That keeps cutting into me and questioning me.
I am dancing with a old drink called happiness,
And its the one devouring me.

By Arcassin Burnham


When she gives you that look,
Don't you ever deny her ,her beauty again,
seeing as the time passes,
Bet you'll see its end ,  In a beautiful setting,
Don't deny her again.......
When she gives you that look,
Don't you ever deny her ,her beauty again,
seeing as the time passes, Bet you'll see its end ,  
In a beautiful setting,
Don't deny her again.......... Don't deny her again,

I bet you'd like to notice how the waves flow in entirety,
I was a fool to think,
I bet you'd like to know how deep my love runs so swiftly,
This stuff is hard to drink,
I got you,
You need me,
No God **** way we can not see eye to eye,
I'm so excited,
For the empathy ,
We reflect on others than ourselves,
People grabbing hearts off the shelves,
Making people care for them then a quell,
You always lack what you try to ignore, but we will prevail,
And everything that deals with hate always end up in hell,

When she gives you that look,
Don't you ever deny her ,her beauty again,
seeing as the time passes,
Bet you'll see its end ,  In a beautiful setting,
Don't deny her again.......
When she gives you that look,
Don't you ever deny her ,her beauty again,
seeing as the time passes, Bet you'll see its end* ,  
In a beautiful setting,
Don't deny her again.......... Don't deny her again*.

There's gold dust in the palms of your life
It glitters as the winds wish it away
You cannot measure the merit of a man
In bone , blood , and flesh
But by his mark made on the stones
Through the eyes of eternity

Staves and mineral deposits
may  disjunction my cartilage,
but inherent and  derivatives
can never impair my reasoning.

I am a castle of glass.

I've had stones cast at me.
Rocks thrown my way.
The wind has shook my walls.

I've had too many cracks to count.

But I've still got my foundation.

So I will keep standing, ever so tall.

And life will keep casting its stones, ever so painfully.

But there is no stone powerful enough,

To shatter this castle of glass.