"glipse" poems
The shoreline bites at the toes of attendees,
watching the little appendages curl up together.
The footprints there have been etched into fossils,
the sand crunching together and sounding like
echoes of war cries and whispered endearments.
The raft is loaded. The time is traced.
A caterpillar in a chrysalis hums a love song,
glows with the light of ‘vita vita vita’ as
the gathering crowds taste dead languages.
Children eat from lunch boxes carved with runes.
Sometimes a glipse of twenty years is caught,
a journal is forced open by the wind; it’s pages
creak, the voices from the world's coffins
that have been wrenched open start a hymn
and the songs pile up in our ears as dust.
Those who are do not mourn titter respectfully
as men in white coats try to push the raft
into the water, but you were so lovably stubborn.
You always returned and even here you knew it;
your final laugh was filtered through sign language.
I step forward and push, float you off into
the water, put my fingers over the candle and
over the lips of dead kings as masses shoot the sky.
The match roars and your raft gasps as it burns,
old things being laid to rest and new ones kindling.
Sep 26, 2013
Sep 26, 2013 at 6:28 PM UTC
Although you see me now
You're looking straight through
Although your eyes may glipse
You know nothing of what would seem too new for you
Although I smile when you walk past
You know not of me praying not to cry
Although you may hear my laugh
You are blind of the real me hiding inside
Although you may hug me tight
You may think that you know me to size
All you are really seeing is a mask
You simiply see my heart-strung emotions in a clever disguise
The mask I wear is firm to it's place
You never being allowed to really see my face
And every night when I hang the mask up
I let the tears freely fall, as my palms fill like a cup
I dream of one day when you can see me and
I can finally lift my mask, my daily disguise.
Mar 3, 2012
Mar 3, 2012 at 6:53 PM UTC
Lying under the surface of the wake
Toss and turn and horror break
Grasping image minds mistake
Although you walk around and act
Doing all whats needed track
Looking through a clear blue mist
Forgotten days the closed kiss
Cannot wake from the drowning reverie
Only glipse your hope of being free
Sep 17, 2016
Sep 17, 2016 at 4:14 AM UTC
there was a time when i was suddenly just here
my heart and mind recall another time, before this
hence the first battle of this life, surging back and forth
sorrow my companion for reasons unknown to me
yet none the less held for i knew i was strong enough to hold such a burden
i sit besides you and show you that your sorrow is not unjust, mere miss understood
i watched my beloved grow, ever so watchful and ever so with a smile
this man knew nothing of his fate nor of me........ and at times this was not the best feeling
yet i know how things work and aided him still
for our desitnies are linked at the end
then a time came where i was awake and my eyes were laid upon a beautiful being
she gave me a gift, the gift to defend those i care for a gift, i will use for her if need be
a glipse of her face reduced me to tears, for reasons only of late have i found and treasure
together we have been since and always even if i have been too blind to see
it was her job to remind me whom i am for it is her i picked
now he sees me and in times his wings have grown back
how i am so proud his heart does not carry the sound of metal a promise i asked of him
together we hug with our wings, in such am embrace we treasure
it is my eye that i cover to be strong for i know more than him and know my duties
yet those feelings yearn to be recalled and refelt
now i am a warrior i fight for the light, this is my choice
the will of a hybrid torn between evil and good, the true free makers of their destiny
for their will alone desides upon what side of the field they stand
i remember a being so gentle and kind who smiled upon me and showed me the....... light
how my heart became of the light thus far
after much training he is now ready for his final destiny if his heart lets it be
i softly touch him and speak gentle words, reminding.......... caring....... and.. loving
for together we dive into the chaos of battle and once again we will find ourselves at the end of it
when only the sorrow can be heard and felt and upon this your final wish i shall grant
we shall gaze upon the sun rise as we have done before and we shall do so again
my resolve absoulte! nothing can break me
as i surge to the light and push forward i feel it..... what is this?
love? i carry love upon my heart yet.. it was always their but how i ponder?
then my gaze falls upon her... no this cannot, then she lifts my head up and speaks you feel what i feel
all is how it should be
and upon this we smile together, we fight as warriors and love as lovers
this in a sence is our curse but our way of life our existance
for together....... we are the tide of battle
May 24, 2015
May 24, 2015 at 2:34 AM UTC
You said her voice was like nails on a chalkboard you say mine is mommas lullabies and until the shrieking shattered glass cries you said you never knew I could sound like a familiar pain. I show you how its tacked to my shadow, say how a stay in the dark wont offer me escape. You said her cries echoed wolf to a choir and when the preaching drowned you out like school hall lectures you found yourself waiting for the bell to ring. You said her touch was like a doctor checkup and mine was family reunion hugs each time we met but I warned you I wanted to be the footprints in the sand before the tide takes me along cause I know she was searching your smile for a glipse of forever but I've been so hooked on your now that I'm hoping the future finds reason to wait. You said the shards of your heart she trailed you along have turned to lillypads in my presence and I tell you I know you must walk on water because I'd never believed in such holiness before, you say you only wish to make me feel full in no higher a power than the moment to make, I tell him to feed me freeverse compliments at no stakes cause the past cant catch us in its wake and we won't plot a plan for fate's fingers to break cause all I want is my now in a kiss I will take
Feb 18, 2015
Feb 18, 2015 at 6:46 AM UTC