She glides across the sky at dawn
To come light up my night with her golden glimmer
Her nourising words heal my hurt
As the warm stanzas wrap around my heart

I love the way she sculpts the words
Carving me poetic wings
We mound the winds and chase after happiness
Across the early morning sky

One day I hope
My verses will find her lyrical womb
And make her pregnant with a dozen suns
To rein over the dark realms forevermore

you once lived between the spaces of my words and the gaps between each breathe i took

i was once happy with me with you
under a blanket of blue
but only love's all maroon and i guess the heart that bled red for me
no longer burns a bright white hue

i.

Wicked elixirs gush forth to the north
the force of the earth pulls like rain drops
down south without doubt into your greedy mouth
your greedy, needy mouth

ii.

I'm the least materialistic person you'll ever meet
but you steal from me
I will cut you off
cut     you    off

iii.

The sad background music
she is crying, inconsolable
does not draw out any more sympathy
silence an echo chamber, effect achieved

iv.

If I were not doing this
my eyes would be closed
merging with a gas planet
collecting alien frequencies

v.

Five
Fold
Path
Diversion

I want to change.
You want me to change.
There’s a security in the old me.
I try to change.
You try to change me.
There’s a predictability in the old me.
I’ve changed a little – a little.
You’ve changed me – a little.
There’s a scariness in the new me.
I will change.
You will not accept.
There’s an uncertainty in change.
I have changed.
You have changed.
We don’t know what to do about it.
Perhaps what was worse is better.
I want someone new in me.
Do you?

© Lewis Bosworth, 2013