The geese Gurgling crisply above Ice tapping at the window As the Snow tucks me in Just in time to cover the popping spring But still The smell is glorious When I poke my nose Out the front door It should be gone By the morrow
Borrowed from the seeds planted~The Hope tomorrow will find me~In a better way.
It seems so simple So pure • I do not need anything From anybody • Holding it right here In front of me • Waiting Blistering • Until I look down And take it
Stretching beyond bare branches And icicle tips Tunneling with breezes Flying down Snow winged streets Under her breath Whistling a tune Flanking sanity And trying to hold on
I don’t bring many people here, I feel safer talking to myself. I’ve provided the padded room to let go. And I’m letting go...
It will always be My dirty little secret The thing I’ve kept Inside All built up On the utmost Negligent Pride
The sun brings no light And the darkness Surges ~~~ A halo of dense fog Handcuffing My thoughts ~~~ The quiet stench Predestined To make. Things. Run. Keep running…
Alone A single Something Floating Crisp and chilled Persuaded by the wind Which way ~ Holding on And Dying slowly Because It’s not dead yet Looking miles upon miles Down the road Until it all turns to nothing ~ The most alone It will ever feel Is freeing And tempting Taking in All the frosty … Continue reading Only a Soul – February 13, 2021
Screaming does no good Smiling doesn’t either Waiting for someone to notice Wastes ~ I think ~ The most time So here I am And there you are
~~~ I do not know No I do not know your pain I feel it close to my heart But I do not know your pain ~~~ I’ve felt Shrill sheets of energy Shredding through my being ~~~ Back and forth Back and forth ~~~ Until I couldn’t anymore ~~~ I do not know your … Continue reading Empathic – February 5, 2021
Dainty and small This world swallows me all Rocked gently to sleep A porcelain doll
She took What I deserved and Painted me in mud the dried up dress I wear today Pulled tight And cracked at the seams
The light is going It’s almost gone The snow clings to branches Holding Holding on
I’ve cried before Wept through tears Touching the center of the earth Where she wails with me I feel her shiver Unparalleled Screaming up With no voice Sputtering as softly as a gasp Never anyone Close enough to hear Adept and Hard at work I know They’ll never hear me
Static and messy A grayed out Fuzz ~~~ Dancing With a call To the wild Heart ~~~ Bleeding Crashing Tossing and rolling ~~~ Luring Into the tepid depths Of our quell ~~~ Searching for What was once a Mutual affinity
I walk with her Sometimes holding her hand An eraser At best Fingers resting On the small of my back ‘Swayed-ing’ me This way and that Fleecing a lullaby I’ll never grow used to this dance Holding her hand
Sometimes In the deep feelings The stuck Holds your hand tight And blows you a kiss. Believe me It’s not how one likes to be kissed, But at times it’s all we have And when we awake We realize it was not a dream We were most alive.
I cannot fall any deeper Into the depths Of your heart ~~~ I love you, always
Sketch by BMM She never let me in. So, I never let anyone in either.
Sitting in the moon light So I can see you In it’s gaze Laying down And breathing in Until it hurts Releasing The madness Pouring out Into a mist All around us Floating Like bees in the dark Leading the blind And Misplaced It has always been me You truly see In the gaze Of … Continue reading Curtain Call – December 9, 2020