"evanescing" poems
...a diary of the falling dominoes chapter
invisibly dying from the inside out
no one is looking into unseen eyes
no one can hear a muted voice fading
no one is close enough to be near
the deafening thrums echo
anxieties’ racing heartbeat
within morphing flesh shell ,
gasping for new breath
in a hovering stale silence
from a distance
the broken mirror ricochets a subdued light ;
much closer the reflection reveals
someone I once knew by heart
now an unrecognizable mask
enshrouds a terminal emptiness
inconspicuous at a fleeting glance ,
impossible to discern what storms rage
from the inside out ,... unnoticed
an uncontained wildfire
smoldering within, lies in wait
for the imminent winds of change
to fan the flames into the final
eternal silent ashes
a poet reaches out demurely
offering a candid look
into the window
of the imperfect human soul
there is no poetry
met by indifference
just gathered unread words scribbled,
squandered time
dripped slowly on an empty page ;
moments turn into days
days turned into years
invisibly dying from the inside out
an unfinished life trickles out
like seeping blood evanescing
from a bottomless puncture
wounding ... penetrating the heart,
leaching out the slow death of a poet
for poetry is only words unless they touch someone ...
befallen to indifference is poetic death
by salted paper cuts ...
a muting suffocation
that hiddenly erodes away,
silencing the passion
of a musing soul
one unread word at a time ...
© harlon rivers ... all rights reserved
Jan 18, 2017
Jan 18, 2017 at 12:16 PM UTC
I watch the candle burning
The flame flickering
Pushing my hand into its midst
I feel the curious strength of something
That doesn't quite seem to exist
Evanescing, casting shapeless silhouettes
So powerful
It deteriorates that which surrounds it
Simultaneously essential
And malevolently destructive
I like to feel the heat of the wax
Dripping on my finger tips
As I grip it tightly
Pain is only a byproduct of sensitivity
Of which we can never have
In too small a quantity
I'd rather feel the pain
Watching the beads roll down my arm
Than lose that strength
In compartmentalizing
And someday you'll find me
Not burnt, not melted, but
Dancing like a shadow on the wall
Mar 3, 2010
Mar 3, 2010 at 3:07 PM UTC
Waning dappled moonlight mantles
the margin at the wild-wood edge
Stiff tufts of summer dried grass spears
sporadically sway — raking against
the scarlet poison oak leaves
gently sweeping away the moonlit silence
airing the sounds of velvet antlers rubbing
barkless mountain willow trunks bare
Subtle nuances constantly animate
twilights rhythm; heaven flickers
upon a dark umbrage of forest pillars
softly as a candlelight’s fluttering glow
evanescing half way across the sky;
the sparse illumined clouds stream through
the lambent halo around the rutting moon
fleeting in the blink of sleepless eyes
and like the silent touch of a talisman,
transfixed eyes are entranced by all
the restless night disrobes,
captured and cocooned by the seeker’s
awakened senses
An erratic, familiar feral bark peals haughtily;
a pack of maturing spring pups yip, bellow and shriek
in youthful pursuit; the howling report back,
ignited by the scent of a rabbit's paling squeal,
aroused by the pulse of brother wolf
rippling deeply through their blood
The dried grass game-trail crackles towards the ridge top:
an aging full moon is not enough skylight
to see beyond a seeker’s stirring silent reverie
the coyote choir’s sudden reveling echoes rekindling
an extraordinary sheltering intimacy within;
bending slithers of moonlight into a dull moonlight mantle
but I can feel its weight breaking me ,... forlorn I can't physically
reach out to touch them in an absolving moment —
understanding love was always the purpose of being ,...
futilely repining — I can't face myself alone again
harlon rivers ... October 2019
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Oct 21, 2019
Oct 21, 2019 at 8:39 PM UTC
Reflection
will distort this moment—
(an oasis
in the desert of memory)
the simple
wonder of the instant diminished
as gemstones
depreciated by display upon
a gold band.
Focus fades
in inching instants
(a shutter
slowly closing over a lens)
and we
imperceptibly surrender
clarity
to these evanescing essences of
youth and reminiscence.
Oct 17, 2012
Oct 17, 2012 at 9:35 PM UTC
A drop of dew
Pristine and brand new
Landed atop a blade of grass.
Though tempted by the wind's song,
Balanced itself on the blade's tip,
Strove to not trickle down
Lest the grass strand would lose its crown.
Birds stretched and perched
To take the morning's first flight
While the sunlight wrapped its
Arms around the earth & sky,
And the coy dewdrop glistened anew
In the multitude of a million hues.
Reluctantly, it began to bid
The grass fraternity adieu
Evanescing into vapour,
To accompany the wind
In the search of another grassy patch
Aug 28, 2014
Aug 28, 2014 at 1:03 PM UTC
The dazzling stars plunge
Into chasms of hell
With your dying love
The crimson rose withers
Until thorns unveil
With your dying love
The tepid sea of flames
Impales my bleeding heart
With your dying love
The magnetic friction of hand in hand
Now frigid and frail
With your dying love
This poem in spilled red ink
You're oblivious to
I'm cemented to
From each devoted blooddrop
With your dying love
Indelible memories
Crystal touches
Perspiring redolence
Interlocked fingers
Gleaming beauty
All evanescing
With your dying love
Jan 20, 2014
Jan 20, 2014 at 5:02 AM UTC
Beauty is an
evanescing
vapor trail
against an
azure sky.
Be prepared
to notice it
or expect
to miss it.
~mce
Sep 30, 2015
Sep 30, 2015 at 5:34 PM UTC
Don't awaken me to my failures
for they're my most dependable friends.
They never forsake me;
my baneful lovers until the end.
They're the sun that blinds me as it hovers
and abandons me in the twilight.
Why is it that the sun will always go down on me
but you never will anymore?
This is my ode to severence
so severe that I will bleed out
if you extract yourself from my chest.
So sleep there and keep me arduously alive.
I've been to every surgeon of a lover that loves to cut,
and none of them can fix this breach in me.
So I stuff it with rambunctuous patterns and accessories.
I wanted you to be a ravishing accessory for me,
but you're only an accessory to my spirit's assassination.
The coronet of my history still carves a hole in my brain.
With this hole in my chest
and this hole in my brain,
I feel eternally chained to the pain.
It's as if you pierce me just to see if I still can feel.
I can tell you without proof that it's the only thing that's real.
So now my molten emotions have erupted;
evanescing everyone I know away.
I'm lava that not a soul can caress.
It's not a fun game anymore.
I don't want to play anymore.
Tired of feeling like I'm ******* deranged.
They used to cheer my name,
now they whisper it,
as if my maudlin disease is contagious.
I wish I was the hero of my own epic,
but I was drafted into a tragedy
patiently awaiting my somber ending
that seems to never want to visit me.
Jul 9, 2016
Jul 9, 2016 at 3:39 AM UTC
A sketch
A cigar burning,
smokes,
loitering indoor,
the acrid smell,
abrading,
the undersize room,
a solitary versifier,
at a table with,
rose motif,
scribbling,
the longings of stars for the clouds,
the pyrotechnics flickering,
the heat of wine,
evanescing.
Sleepless,
in the dead of night,
the fountain pen,
stranded on the paper,
staining,
arbitrarily,
till the break of day,
rendering,
ink wash painting,
a lifelike,
buttonneire of roses,
delivering,
words unspoken,
intricate sentiments.
May 19, 2015
May 19, 2015 at 2:26 AM UTC
It just hurts.
I feel like nothing
no numb or pain
or rush to leave
I'm nothing;
intangibly here.
Listless
and restless
like the smoke
evanescing from
depleted lungs.
Omnipresent
consumption
constantly pressures
my mind.
My thoughts
compress my body.
I can feel them
crawling up my throat
strangling me.
I'm lost
in muted asphyxiation.
I'm always high now
pills or ****
alcohol or pills
it's not for the thrill
somehow
anymore.
Yet, I'm
always clambering
to get higher.
Reaching further
too high
too far
I'm gonna burn in the stars
and wash up
like the sky
on the shore.
There are
traces of love
diverged in
this outer space.
But who do the stars favor
if they're
indigenous to night?
To adore the Moon
and his
myriads of
wavering light?
When I'm
in love with the Sun,
his devoted passion
and dynamic love.
But the Earth...
he keeps me grounded
and we
don't even speak,
he's the dream
that keeps me up
at night
the tongue in my cheek.
Of all the
astral bodies
She
owns what's left
of my heart.
She's a void
a frozen star.
I'm sure
she knows
the distance I'd go
to maintain
our gravity.
Forgive her for
every
stolen star
don't question why
she became a
black hole
though I'm quite sure
she doesn't even know.
Apr 20, 2015
Apr 20, 2015 at 8:21 PM UTC
Wandering in heavenly skies,
Lost among dull clouds.
I saw a legion of souls,
Indifferent mass of stones.
Air was pale and
Woods were dim.
Those blackened souls solely felt nothingness,
Heaven was turned to hell.
Suddenly i felt numbness,
My feet were frigid.
And a dreadful course ran all over me,
When i saw the slaughter of that behemoth.
He was the psychotic supreme being,
He was the gravedigger of the heavens.
Ripping them apart he was coming for me,
And i was a mere soul for him.
As such grows the terror of his swings,
And every bit arises the numbness of my body.
I was craving to free myself,
But my consistence wasn't.
Under his shadow i saw myself evanescing,
All hopes were gone,death was a conviction.
His figure was adumbrating me,
I was blackened.
I had to contend,
I had to get free.
Fighting against my fears,
I had to strive against his might.
I picked up my final strength,
And rushed for the final crusade.
For if thou shall die,
Die for thy honour,die for thy eminence.
May 8, 2014
May 8, 2014 at 6:46 PM UTC
*Like a candle, I wilt
In the darkness, I mope
Is this what they called guilt
If so, why there's no rope
It never crossed my mind
What are you thinking of
Cause I know I'm not blind
And surely not that tough
Along came apathy
Just killed my interest
Seems like serendipity
Left me hanging at rest
When hope's evanescing
Like grandpa's memory
I prayed for a blessing
Save my epitome
Seconds,hours,days,months abate
I'd chosen to move on
No need to complicate
Despair needs to be gone
All this came to an end
When I heard a laughter
My distress starts to mend
I seek hereon after
What I sought was beauty
Just simply breath taking
With respect, she's worthy
I knew she's my blessing
My heart told me something
That I'm ready to love
For me she's everything
Sent from God above
At last, the time came
We met each other
I got to know her name
And we got together
From thereon after
So blithe goes my heart
I do vow to love her
'Till death do us part*
Jul 9, 2015
Jul 9, 2015 at 11:36 PM UTC
Angel grabbing, pulling at my soul
Yet, unbeknownst to her, I sold it years ago
With everything I say and
With everything I do
I try to be so right but
All I want to do is wrong
Slowly evanescing into flames of red
Into misty, hazy shades of blue
Descending into Hell
Forbidden from ascending into bliss
Cause why would I want to go up to Heaven
When everyone I know is going down to Devil’s Paradise
Feb 22, 2019
Feb 22, 2019 at 12:45 AM UTC
The doldrums of these midnight hours-
Like the receding waves at the beach,
Remind me of my evanescing youth.
I suppose,
There is profundity in waves,
That undulate in deeper oceans-
Than those that gnaw away at the shore.
Nov 2, 2019
Nov 2, 2019 at 4:53 PM UTC
I encountered a fading moment,
In the sparkling eyes of a lady.
The gamble to express my love,
At the behest of my feelings,
Was like the evanescing tail-
Of a nugatory shooting star;
Dead in the dead of the dark.
My verses whispered in the past,
In the dreams of a dead poet.
The effort to pen my thought,
At the beat of unusual events,
Was like awaiting for dreams-
In the purposeless slumber,
And the tumultuous din of day.
But your words are my symphonies-
And in your company is my epiphany.
Jun 26, 2018
Jun 26, 2018 at 3:52 AM UTC
Sombre footpaths dewed with vapours
of fear condensed I walked, petrified I
would lose command, my mind, my reason,
my reflection tormented by
a malfunctioning intellect never ceasing
to ponder. Myriads of thoughts I thought
would lead me to insanity until, forebodings
swiftly evanesced under beams before me,
incandescent light radiated by the closest
star, leaving me alone, in ecstasy
of a fearless journey within the immensity
encompassing, voluntarily surrendering
control only trusting, my gut in tune
with the natural volition of The All.
Feb 4, 2018
Feb 4, 2018 at 5:06 AM UTC
I beheld you in the distance,
that sight, descending into an alluring dream,
A dream worth evanescing from reality,
demented yet true, I was falling head over heels,
a feeling to be beside oneself with happiness.
As tenacious reality strikes-in;
with us drifting into a mellow conversation,
the respect in your words,
innocence in your voice,
honesty in your approach,
the kindness of your heart,
all had a ring to it.
As inquisitive,
You’ll never fathom the way you retailored my life.
How I wished, if I could tell you,”you’re the one”,
if I could make you mine,
if I could have you by my side for eternity,
if I could make your dreams, our dreams,
if I could hold your hand and hearten,”It’s going to be alright”,
if I could cheer you from every corner &
intrude all the way to protect you.
Now that I have all of you by my side,
without a false premise of heaven,
a world without pain,
a relationship without ebb and flow,
I promise to give you my whole,
I promise to love you through foible,
I promise to never give up on us,
I promise to persevere against all odds,
I promise to always treasure you,
for you, is all that matters.
Mar 14, 2018
Mar 14, 2018 at 6:35 PM UTC