#mercurychyld
At a point in a time
Two ends met and bound
Folded over each other
A loving package between them
Wrapped in reds, blues, and silver tones
Crisp edges mirrored on each side
Corners tapped perfect and whole
The ribbons reached easily
Time passed and never opened
Shelved, too pretty to open
Maybe fear for ruination
Or the present not match the bow
Bits of sunlight fell
Drifting lazily down
With every little draft
Slowly dulling it's shine
It still glowed inside
Still bright it's light
Unquenched warmth
To shame it's wrap
Untouched and less admired
Scared of its long depths
It became a child's toy
Unused and forgotten
Thickly covered by years
Beyond ignored and lost
Memories passed over
Without a backwards glance
When, time came to pass
Delicate breadth, brought puffs
Fingers touched at bows
Ribbons untied, unwrapped
The light shown forth
Shedding years, wrinkles and tears
Luster returns to eyes
Youth comes to mind
The tiniest of smiles
Brushes her lips
Memories flood
And she remembers love
Jan 21, 2016
Jan 21, 2016 at 10:33 PM UTC
Knock
Roll over, it's in my dream
Again
But I'm so comfortable
More, urgently
And I'm awake, again
Knock
Knock
Knock, knock
Not at the bedroom door, no
Knocking
The window is empty
My night is brisk
No wilting lovers
Tapping stones off my pane
Nope
Knock, knock, knocking
Not from the attic,
No ghostly chains in the basement
Such horrors on the tube
Frantic now, stabbing tattoo on glass
Knocking, knocking, knocking
Then, in mid tap, it stops
Silence
It's abrupt, white knuckled
I search the house, room to room
My bat, seems small in my fists
Shadows seem to move
Just behind my back
I'm never quite fast enough
But I can hear them move
But nothing
Pulling the blankets up
Rolling over again
Not entirely sure,
But there is no one
Nothing near
Scratching...
I hear
Knocking
Scratching
Knock, knock
Knocking
Scratch
I'm up
Again, again
I can hear them now
Clearly, in the night
From the house
I drain, white
The mirror
Jan 15, 2016
Jan 15, 2016 at 7:34 PM UTC
Softly, they tickle
As they crawl, like fingers
Down caramel cheeks
Flawless, beautifully scalped
Dipped, sliding from both
Along her pores, tiny hairs
From her brown lashed eyes
Shadowed in sorrows
It's her cross, she cries
For pains unmade, left alone
But those tears stains skin
Bringing color to touch
Red, again so deep
Like her lips, pursed
Her tongue darts, tastes
It's the way; her way
She looks and sees
Upraised eyes, first time
All these years, through time
Friends lost, begging and gone
Mascara blood stained tears
Humming soundless tunes
A sorrowful lost small smile
Hunts her lips, painted matching
Her eyes bright
In palest moonlight
Seem to sparkle, nice
Memorizing glances; fight
Longish fingers dipped in red
Look, sensually gesturing
Spellbound graceful trap
Predatory heart
Still blood tears fall
Not for you, not for you
As she reaches, slow
Tears become rivers
May 2, 2015
May 2, 2015 at 9:28 PM UTC
Whispering silk unrolls in the wind
For its binding, now undoing
Pulling hard by unseen hands
Fingers tangled in spiders' threads
Tugs, less gentle, throw it higher
Over chimneys, tower ledges below
Ginst, bricklain work, chiseled stone
Brushed now by, dirtied and frought
Spied, by sly old grey crow
Mother brings a gift, sought low
Entwined, knotted and tangled
Holds a nest until the wind goes
Finely knitted, strong long cloth
Keeps sun from cool, inside from cold
Chirps and claws, new norms anew
Life long beyond crows ago
Trees, booked, feathers few
Nest has fallen, silk askew
A child tests it's cloth
Fingers rubbing, so soft
Now to moment's a toy for you
But mommy's nose, sees age and dirt
Not for use, maybe sickness and hurt
Thrown to the refuse, lost once again
Light along its journey
It's toes tip, trip, catch the wind
Pulled from piles, playing breeze
Along town streets and dusty paths
It finds its way, fate's touch wait
Sinuously long, a finger might point
The trail it makes for blue blue skies
A ballot's initiative, beauty and far
It wraps and rolls, billows and blows
Twists and frees, darting amongst trees
Not for thee, not for thee
Back and forth, bright leaves
Far out, closer to the sea
It tastes the salt, like the waves
Breathing, snaps up against shores
Invisibles tangibles unbreakables
Another gust and its a storm to us
Up, it's taken thrown in fuss
Out, its brought, a lack of trust
And deep, it'll dive, buried amust
Apr 6, 2015
Apr 6, 2015 at 12:43 AM UTC
Darkness holds the silence
The abyss has been staring
Not beckoning; apathy
Such is our worth
Just stardust in the wind
Swirls, a song doesn't sing
Leaves fall with only a breath
Crickets mate, but not chirp
Loose floorboard move
Squicklessly beneath feet
Instruments play furiously
Pages are turned, flipped
Orchastrated harmony
A crowd plays for a crowd
Applauding in silence
An accident in time
Cars flip, moving slow
Horrifyingly in frame
Metal ripping flesh
No one says a word
Clouds hang dark, heavy
Leviathans crisscrossing the sky
Lightning flashes battles between
Expecting thunderous booms
That never come, still landing
One of millions, upon millions
Spinning around stars
Flinging dust here and there
A roller coaster crashing
Giving voice to the noise
Insects on a planet's bowl
The sky, heavens well above
Aren't not listening
They simply are working
Spinning threads from lives
Ants don't worry the clouds
Climbing over themselves
Concerned only with their bits
Digging and building, constantly
Never looking up, nary a sound
Planets collide, building rocks
Striking comets from dust
Gases drift, twinkling bits
Orbits decay and sway
From holes, explode
Just floating in the sea
Maybe my hair drifts
Like my thoughts, or bits
Where the current slides me
Water covers my ears
I watch the bowl of the sky
Laying on, in its marble
As it rolls down a slow drain
In to a ball of burning fire
On the outskirts of silence
Mar 4, 2015
Mar 4, 2015 at 11:08 PM UTC
Silver coated glass
Painted to see reflections
Of one's self; one's soul
But opposite, reversed
So interesting, set against itself
But so utterly, perfectly backwards
One always sees what they want to see
That perfect reflection on glass
Light goes in and is lost
Not all, or maybe it is
Even light retreats in fear
That little bit lost to the other side
Stapled against the wall
Nothing ever disturbs it
But the evidence of battles
Come with time, months and years
Scars in the silvered back
Where no fingers touch
Show something from otherwhere
Something trying, clawing
That other place, where you live
On the other side, touching the glass
Dreams are real there, cut and tear
Only your face looks back so real
Look real close at your own eyes
There is always a hint of something
Not so real, a sadness reflecting back
The reflection of a reflection
Always looking back, mimicking
Almost perfectly, never perfect
The light is never right
Around the edges, reality is lost
Just out of sight, behind that door
Nightmares lurking, unsafe, breathing
Behind your back, while combing hair
A bit of something is there
Not quite reflected back
Light comes through that glass
Bringing you through
Not letting all back
Such is life, realities
Painted silver on glass
Taking your soul
Tricks on the mind
Mar 1, 2015
Mar 1, 2015 at 10:23 PM UTC
Feathered in song, sweet in breath
Sing to me, give grace voice
I need not hear the words
Just let me listen to your tune
Are those mocking words
Falling from your chest
Along tongue, among winds
Dancing through leaves and brush
Come hence, my window frame
I beckon, bribed with treats
A quiet audience, enraptured to you
My eyes closed; your voice is all
Imagination and term of phrase
The notes carry here and there
But never so perfect as where I sit
Hands folded in my lap
Let the notes cascade
Through dim interior sights
Brighten corners, hanging webs
Scare the shadowed bits
But my glassless pane only lead
From hence you flew now flown
The songs now ended, bereft
Sightless eyes, lids sewn shut
Spiders spin brighter anew
Shadows darker carousel down
Unseen by my eye, felt on skin
Such is life, so quiet an end
Come closer, closer now, Friend
Let me hear your sing song breath
Smell mint, wintergreen, and flesh
Grasp your hand, kiss your skin
I'll have your voice, dance
See through your eyes, drink
Hold you close, to cold skin
Give your song, love then live
Feb 16, 2015
Feb 16, 2015 at 9:16 PM UTC
I see you, I watch
From the corner of my eye
Watching you play,
Drawing, coloring
Lost in your images
You make me feel warm
In my heart; happy in my mind
Beautiful, hair cascading
Down shoulders and back
You are in your place
I love you
And everyday it grows
Seeing you happy
And by your side
Watching you grow
Feb 14, 2015
Feb 14, 2015 at 10:15 PM UTC
Haunted houses creep in and out
Giving life to the ghosts
Carving, clawing their way to the present
Leaving you bleeding from the eyes
Kiss them gently to retell their tales
Feel their dark caresses
Drawn forth from your gut
Fingers wrapped around your spine
They feed, oh so deeply
Tooth and fang deep inside
The pain amplifies, rippling
Keeping you immobile and trapped
Anguish sours softly bedded dreams
Their voices, electric, hallowed
Like nails down a chalkboard
Incapacitating your actions
Coiled muscles, anxious to explode
You want to lash out
Scream, drown out the past
Scatter those broken ghosts
But they overwhelm
And you cringe,
In the darkness
Until you see the light
Jan 31, 2015
Jan 31, 2015 at 5:55 PM UTC
Leaves of ink
Spread my arms
Tattooed on skin
Burning the past
Memories, they turn
With winds, blow
Cool on flesh
Quench not, thirsty
Fire scarred history
A story foretold
Crawling, gasping life
Long hours needled (in)
Feel them slither
Twist and creep
Turned ink, weep
From beginning breath
To endless sleep
Images of me
Once to die
Thence ash, keep
Jan 28, 2015
Jan 28, 2015 at 7:24 PM UTC
Watching the beach
Wander away
Wishing for more,
Than this silence
Only the waves
One by one
On grains of sand
Erasing everything away
How does the sun?
Horrific in stained sky
Honey canvases dreams
Drifting across skies
Romeo saw the truth
Revenged upon his soul
Rattling cans down stairs
Falling, tumbling down, ever
Indigo, reds, all bruised
Into full sails, storming
Ink stained finger tips
Pushing little ships
Jan 18, 2015
Jan 18, 2015 at 11:09 AM UTC
A pair of eyes meet
Another and lock
Like the doors
Closing gently
Dice tumble
Rolling across
Heavy green
Thrown, heavy handed
A thread is severed
Woven thick
To keep out the cold
Now unravels
Wages won, lost
A toll of flesh due
Sufferance, weight
The demon's due
Invisible imp
Gambler's bane
Play at lives
Thirsty for pain
Jan 4, 2015
Jan 4, 2015 at 6:21 PM UTC
From out of the rain
Like a pinwheels in the wasteland
Water soaking up the sun
Careening, spinning away
Still leaving the unbroken skies
Splintered, inspiring rainbows
Donuts of fragmented lights
Misted drops in motion
Spun, shattered diamonds
Little tricks of stars
A kaleidoscope of mirrors
Each of mystical themes
From sky to barren earth
So short in flight
Hearty in life
That tremendous fall
Of a single drop, from heaven
So far to break, always apart
Explosion of color, to earth
To sing, eventually, again
Dec 11, 2014
Dec 11, 2014 at 9:57 PM UTC
Simple wheat
Grows in
Spanning far beyond
As the eye sees
Blanketing,
Like a golden snow
Rich in color
A show of life
A reaper works
Swinging scythe
Toils in to view
And cuts deeply
A harsh work
With long days
Bringing death
So life can continue
Feeding bellies
Bringing smiles
To rounded cheeks
So life goes on
Dec 5, 2014
Dec 5, 2014 at 8:19 AM UTC
Look to blue stained greys
Raise your eyes and see
A teetering balance
Between drops of rain
And clear, happy skies
Look between the clouds
See past reflections
And tricks of light
Beyond our skies
And to the stars
Hold your hand
Ground you close
As fears rise
Thrifting your own
Stifle cries
There are worlds
Beyond what you see
More than you can allow
I can't give you dreams
But show you the way
Nov 12, 2014
Nov 12, 2014 at 6:00 AM UTC
Lazy days bring casual dreams
Warmth of you, next to me
Stirring slightly, tucking in
Your breath, a gentle snore
Here and there
Sunlight presses in
Bringing the day
And a press, busy later
But right now
You're in my arms
Holding you close
A perfect moment
Follow another
Slowly ticking
Waking comes
Like rain
Gentle tapping
On a soft roof
So sheltered
From the storm
Nov 3, 2014
Nov 3, 2014 at 7:24 AM UTC
All your stories
Built in days done
Bits and pieces
Of dreams and horrors
Containing fragments
Of tears and joy
To begin and live once more
A harbor of practiced sanctuary
Given dreams that fear
Never come, never mind
The things whichever breathe
Twist in place, be taken in loving arms
Safely knowing here
No clawing past can find you
You are hidden in a future
Never before imagined
This was not where you sought
A place which compromised
Would bring you back
To the past, found again
Although here I'll be
By your side,
To live and protect
Serving as the walls
Bricking back the past
And forever loving you
Oct 29, 2014
Oct 29, 2014 at 8:00 AM UTC
Bring lights with your voice
A colorful, soft noise
Spoken under breath
Concentrate to hear
Under the sound of the world
Musically inclined
When you think no one is listening
Or maybe you don't even notice
But I hear your voice
From the corner of my eyes
I hear you coloring the world
Bringing color to this drab place
Always inside the lines
Filling pages with a future
With the radio or
the hum of the road
The tires droning on
As the road passes along
And we along it
Oct 27, 2014
Oct 27, 2014 at 5:54 AM UTC
Feminine to the core
A beauty of flesh
And if I said complex,
I would understate her
To her, that would be a crime
You see her
Comment on her beauty
And do her no justice
Youre only blinded
She is the sun
And you'll only stare
Never suspect her depths
She is more akin
Feeling more as though the sea
Roiling and unsettled
Beautiful from a distance
Upsetting on its surface
She is the oak
An inner strength
Strongly rooted, deeply soiled
And worried that it's not enough
But well rooted for the storm
Thickly bowed
Heavy with fruit and leaf
Straining for the sun
Warmth of day
Living for the nights
Away from pests, and for peace
Seeking solace in the stars
Her eyes show the diamonds
Faceted of light and clear
So many sides, complexity
An observer only drawn
To what they can relate
The diamonds find their strength
Threaded by fractures
But so unlike mineral shapes
Her cracks make her stronger
Building a completeness
That is more whole
Than any other
Her inward sight
Makes those strengths
Invisible to her
So she concentrates
And becomes
So much more
She is special
Oct 23, 2014
Oct 23, 2014 at 7:56 AM UTC
Rabbit hole, rabbit hole
Where do you lead?
Hop right alongside me
Fall in love, in to the unknown
Bring me to a crazy land
Someplace insane and fun
A dark shadow
Just below the surface
Jabberwockies and Cheshire cats
Sharp claws, Hero of the land
Play your role
The queen of hearts
Or maybe, of mine at least
Love, this adventure
In to this rabbit hole
Falling in love with you
My soft little rabbit
My brilliantly lit hero
Lead us along this road
Through chaos and the unknown
This fantastic place
I'll only walk with you
Oct 17, 2014
Oct 17, 2014 at 5:49 AM UTC
We spend so much time
Looking for the next
We forget to hold hands
Entwine fingers
Spending moments
Not time
Look in to her eyes
Spend the time
Fall in love
Again and again
Get lost in her mindlight
Feel her breath
On your skin
Her precious touch
Every moment
A momento of life
In the end
What do you bring with you
Not money, maybe not even time
You'll leave a headstone
But, just maybe, you bring the memories
Oct 15, 2014
Oct 15, 2014 at 12:18 PM UTC
She breathes fire by day
A sensual being
Of passion and light
Quick to smile
Quick to anger
Her body, soft and hard
Quintessentially paradoxal
Always at odds, even to itself
Admire her lithe curves
Enjoy her ways
Like a storm
Or the waves
But respect her tempest
Fires that smolder
Smokey eyes
That have been darkened by rage
Lips that wrestle smiles
Wrenching forth laughing so
Quickening joy
Then knocked of balance
Over again
Strength and desires
Fear and spite
Bitter delights
Of a gemini's days
After day
Oct 8, 2014
Oct 8, 2014 at 7:40 AM UTC
I don't wish upon stars
Too fickle
Already gone
Rather, perhaps
I look to your eyes
See the future, dreams
That's the chance
A better place
Love, more
I can stare forevermore
Across oceans of time
See us, ours
What would be better?
Puny stars
Extinguished before us
Ours, hand and hand
What more, what more
Than to be by your side
Oct 6, 2014
Oct 6, 2014 at 7:51 AM UTC
She dances
A leg, her thigh
Her hips, move
Gyrating
Feeling
Strength
Power
Her
She doesn't wear her clothes
Accenting those legs
Every move, shoulders, hips
Forcing imagination
Something primal
Fingers play her beat
Her breath shakes
There is a light in her eyes
A promise, a gift
It's almost lust
But it's more, Love
You're the only one
Stomach, undulating
Muscles dancing
Control, yet not
Her being
A presence
Long lashes, framing eyes
Forcing attention
Fluid thoughts
Rack your mind
But that's Her power
Her eyes, they know
Sparkle with knowledge
Secret charms
Magical and hinting
Ancient, dark patterns
Her steps trace their patterns
Body creating lines in the mind
Her song plays
But it's unheard
The audience
Entranced
Enraptured
Trapped
Enslaved
Hers
Sep 28, 2014
Sep 28, 2014 at 12:10 PM UTC