3 times I have seen you.  
twice before dark and once in the stars.
twice while the sky was a flaming orange painted by a setting sun.
Jellyfish ghost in the sky.
Like tiny little moons they glowed bright.
I then met with such a peace.
A peace that could calm a raging storm.
The third time I saw all of you was late in the night.
Stars were leaving in the sky.
No longer would they make our constellations.
But all of you stayed behind.
Jellyfish ghost high in the black sky.
You took the place of all the stars now gone.

You filled your skin with sharp lead and your arms with cigaret burns, without any screams, but with the blue mass that touched your cheeks. You used to think, that to put on a massiv amount of black eyeliner, would hide the fact, that you couldn't sleep at night. And you used to think that starving yourself, would make you feel just a little bit better about who you were, but all you ended up with was a stomach you could fit your hands around, collar bones that stuck  far out from your skin, so they could break at anytime and your hipbones were like knifes, that could slice a man open. You used to do and think so many stupid things, and you were just this little self-conscious girl that needed to be loved and accepted by someone. That little girl is still inside you, but you have learnt to control her and say no when she wants to play.

The quieter he became ...
the more he could feel
only a single lit candle
moved the stillness ,
gripping the void between
lucency and obscure darkness

longing eyes slipped slowly closed
as the flicker faded ,
inner quietude dimming all light
the darker it got ...
the more vividly he could see

a nearly silent exhaled sigh
let the memories flood ;
leaning into the bereft
where there once was light ,
he became a timeless silence
                              without form
                     only shaped by retracing
                        re-remembered words

yearning to understand
some of the greater things life unfolds
experiencing the unknown
                             without fear ,
                      for to clinch and feel
that which seems indefinable

     for here ,
in this formless
manifest dimension ,
all layers of essence
are peeled back
to the bared aurora
of a soul's spirit light ;

at the core of inner stillness
      nothing is impossible ...



© H A Rivers all rights reserved

We are the voiceless
Puppets whose audience gains
in our misfortune

I'm throwing shadows in the dark
trying to light the wind
to create a tiny spark
as music's playing on the radio
to the sounds of a broken heart

Say the word
I'll come back
you only need a fire when it's really cold
or to heat you when your really old

Even though I'm down
just know I'll be around
to rescue you again.

She smelled like memories
 Her eyes a shade of trust
Those lips lathered in poison
 Her taste is more than enough

The song she sings at closing
 Is a tune well carried on
Originating in wallows
 She sings the song of sirens

Alas the day break ends the stretch
 She receeds for the world's awake
Her love is gone - replaced by pain
 Yet she will return again by night

Magnificently beautiful
The glisten and sparkle
That radiates off this crystal,
You can feel it's overwhelming power
Engulfed by its timeless gaZe
As time it's self quickly fades
Commonly an occurrence of losing days without knowledge or an escape
Picture hands tied, feet bound,
And mouth tightly kept quiet with tape, their, yes there, no they're is no escape for any a man
Or woman
This kryptonite to mankind
This poison so sublime
This can't wait for my next crime
I don't care about the time
No morals on my mind
What is  right and what is left
And what is wrong and mine to be kept
Cause possession is 9/10 of the law
And I obey the law with threats
And with crystal ****
And with its power
What ever possession I want I get
With no regret at least from me
But you'll regret if you try to be hero
Cause you'll get hurt and I'm still free
Call me superman
I've just fallen off the wagon again
This ******* kryptonite
This magnificently sparkling crystalite
Has got me caught again in its allure
Lifting me up afloat
With every ****
With every inhale
Whether from my nostril
Or to have a vein affair
My crystallical love
Crystallized lovely
My crystal of death
And lonely
I have found you again
Even though I was running in the opposite direction
Somehow you always find me
And sweep me off my feet
Thank you kriptonytkriptonitkryptonite
You are my one true love
And I dream of the day we
Get to die in each other's arms

I am powerless
Over your sweet fixation.
One last time, promise.

1/14/2016