Monthly Archives: February 2015
My life as a map
Signposts leading everywhere to nowhere
One ways running into dead ends
Highways and byways pass me by
Tolls increasing
Exits receding
Roundabouts repeating
I am lost
Turn it upside down and stand on my head
Satellites scrambled
No gps can help me find my way
Recalculating
Recalculating
STOP!
My life as a water faucet
DRIP
SPLASH
RIPPLE
REPEAT
Old Habits
Sunshine streaks through plated glass
Refracted light’s emotions paint their face
Within these cloistered walls
Old Habits rest
on benches worn from aged knees
Hallowed be thy name
bursts forth in uniformed voice Ignorant to the visions swirling above
Entwined in the mystical incense of their fate
Hands reach out retrieving food for thought
Blessings bestowed on sparse congregations
feeding falsehood’s hope to hungry devourers
ravenously reaping their sewn seeds
In the name of the Mother’s son born child
deliverance from the pious hypocrite is complete
Tithes and sinners are their wages
Light a candle for old times sake
and they’ll sing Hail Mary to sleep
IM BALANCED
And
I’m more than just what you see
Outside of my skin
Within
Burning desires
Like liquefied fires
Flowing deeply abyss like
a life death defying
Hush!
Hiding the secrets still lurking inside
And
You feel it too
Deep beneath
all my petrified remains
Lives a fossilised heart
waiting to beat
back the pulsing restraint
of my mind
takes control of the
dicing and splicing what’s left of my soul
And
I’m more than just fairy tales, hopes and frayed dreams
That nightmare each night
Wholly night, holy night
to silence the screams
Rejected regrets for blind choices unseen
Unravelling the seams like the poor broken seamstress’
sweats for your jeans
And
I’m more than the words that you read in this rhyme
Swept up reflections that sound so sublime
Punctuated dunks on plasmo-screens
Rewind, press play, like a marionette ballet
A sacred display
Of my sanity’s expiring
I plead to retrieve
my fragmented remnants of short-circuited wiring
Ode to Love
Here we sit
Side by side
Silent lovers
Honoured memories
Long forgotten
Erected forget-me-nots
Resurrections’
Ode to love
Watching
As lives pass
Offering
Infinite respite
Through seasoned change
Timelessly
Eternally
We wait
Our turn
No Time
No time for the clock to strike
No time for I’m sorry
No time for this lying, Stop!
No time, Yes, you hate me
No time for the secrets now
No time for I’m trying
No time for the games I played
No time, love is dying
No time for the tears that fall
No time for this aching
No time for this nightmare dream
No time, I need waking
No time for the empty bed
No time heed the warning
No time for unanswered calls
No time, just the mourning
No time for the love we made
No time, for pretending
No time for our making up
No time, no happy ending
No time for redemption song
No time for the taking
No time for forgiving me
No time, you’ve stopped waiting
No time for my breaking heart
No time for such sorrow
No time for these memories
No time, no tomorrow
Walking in the Footsteps
Walking in the footsteps of my brother
Fast cadence
Wide strides
I stumble and run
He glides
Effortlessly
Setting a pace he knows I can never attain
Yet
Looking back
In admiration?
Or is that fear?
Yelling at me to hurry up
He stops
Smiles
Allowing me to catch up…
Until
Once more
I’m walking in the footsteps of my brother
Winter’s Moon
Moon Calling
A silent prayer pulls magnetically
Across tilting axes
Frozen limbs hide nature’s birthright
safe and warm this frigid night
Winged beasts float on dance floors
of ice
Neath darkened skies
Mother Nature’s night shift is ending
Floating
The undulating to and fro
sensually caressing
cloud-filled imaginings
I lay motionless
willing to receive
all the pleasure
ever so silently
and oh so selfishly coveting
the infinite ripples of
timelessly upended waves
Again…and again…and again
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