Category Archives: Black Heart

Last Goodbye (day 2205)

Aches upon my swollen spine
Rip each leaf from my floating limb
Today I am a butterfly
An overturned birds nest
Waiting for a last goodbye
That will save my heart another beat
Mercilessly trapped inside a frame
Aching with each pounding name.

Plaque (day 2202)

I’ve hung out all my rags
Run wild and free
I’ve searched the lands
And become cold
I’ve dipped my toes
Into the water
And felt my fingers freeze
Let them blue
And felt inside
A wind, forever blow
I’ve become undeniably
Focused as I path
Each and every lesson
That I cannot surpass
And to the claim
My name shall remain
A plaque set back upon the wall.

The River (day 2197)

Lost on the river
Deep into my soul
Forgot another memory
And I’ve got you to hold
Diving deeper still
I used to know you here
For I whispered
Every single song
A holy ghost
That settled home again

The Ancient Sword That Stole Away With You (day 2195)

If I could be the ancient sword
That stole away with you
One waltz that takes us merrily
To the sea so free.
Each bond you felt that held you back
I’m your liberating sharp
Whimsically eager at your call
Lightly laying aside ageing leaves
Floating our minds upon the breeze.
For your sup I’d fix your cut
Sliced so fine, no toil to chide
A glass of wine to ease your mind
Relax upon my sturdy spine
Your head upon my shoulder.

Ancient Seabird (day 2179)

When wounds of Ancient Seabird
Flush over each cresting wave
A reverie ensues
Collected with raindrops
From ocean condensation.
Mother cries, laments,
Spreads her tears
Into spraying breeze
That wafts over heralded rocks
Sentinels standing guard
Waiting for the bleeding
To dampen each succulent
Feeding fears forgotten
And the breath
Of Ancient Seabird.

Overturned (day 2157)

Holding on to a memory
Like a rainy afternoon
Through a window.
An oblique vase casts
Two shadows upon its inanimate post:
One small shadow from the heavily diffused daylight,
The other, much larger
From the pulsating heart
Laid bare upon the table.
Heavy splatters pointing fingers
In every direction
And a wooden chair sits overturned,
Too cold to stoke the fire.

The Wedding (day 2156)

I want to have a terribly sad wedding
The saddest wedding of all
Where all the guests dress in black
And music will be sombre
Leading many attendees to tears.
I want the food to evoke heartbreak
And the clouds to be forever ominous
Dead midwinter grays will be everywhere
The roses will be dried
And their stems quick to draw blood
With fires burning and candlesticks
That attracts gazes of lost reverie.
I will have guests
Sign their names in blood
And a butler will be there to request it
With orders not to ever smile.
Each place will be set
With Gothic cutlery
And matching black napkins
Folded in a melancholy way.
I want an organ to hold a single chord
For the entire evening
An omnipresent chord
That each song will be tuned to
Maybe a D melodic minor
Or a F flat diminished 7th.
And on my wedding day just so
There will only be one person
Standing at the alter
It will be the pastor
Of an unimaginably vague faith
Whom nobody will know
And nobody will greet
And nobody will listen to his words
For they will blend right in
With the grumbling organ
In the key of terribly sad.
I will watch the whole preceding
Not greeting a single guest
Feom my perch high up
A balcony through my vaulted windows
Of my cold stone house
And there I will sit
Surrounded by ghosts
That I forgot to invite
To my terribly sad wedding
And sitting close by
Without a smile on her face
Will be love for the rest of my life.

I Said Goodbye / Floated On (day 2154)

You know you were my everything
I tied two knots to secure
I had clouds in every step
And then I floated on.

You became a ghost of everything
I saw your shadows down the hall
I closed each book with tear stained sheets
And then I sang my song.

You let me handle everything
I knew it was your way
I signed my life upon the dotted line
And to you I said goodbye.

You now have yourself everything
I see your stones and leather shine
I broke away and floated on
And now you don’t have me.

Water Rose (day 2136)

Wading in the water
Cleaning up stars
Quietly signing off again
To begin another rupture
Skyscrapes and neon lights
That lay my hands upon
Gray gates
And a long line of roses.

More (day 2130)

My human memory lays awake at ungodly hours
Where you never let me know
I’m not going to play the piano any more
My fingers worn, nails are torn
Sending home the witness here
Messenger with another score
To bring at last, to bring me more.

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