Do not depart here,
For it is memory
Strong
Bold
Holding a graceful beat;
Encompassing.
For light
Is betwixt my mind’s layers,
Encouraging
What feels needst
And canst becometh
Internode.
Tag: depart
Shallow Grave (day 2656)
I woke into a shallow grave
A sight not seen before
Two vegabonds and I
Had no more wine to down
So out the door we flew
To catch a dirty crew
Carrying over top their heads
Two damsels I’d never met
Who asked us to follow them on
A roundabout way towards
What none had seen before
Lost we had not declared
Yet feeling had heen long awhile
But in the end
Around the bend
We all greeted then parted ways
With the grizzly sight
We had taken to see
And took depart upon the case.
Red River into Thy Heart (day 2564)
Deceived again
I’ve fallen into
A rabbit hole of goo.
Spewing all sorts of muck
A red river
And a dirty shoe.
Down down down I go
A pleasure cruise gone bad
Leaving little bits of lies
Discarded, buried deep.
And then at once
Sky opens up
Dragons retreat, depart
Leaving dark clouds
Rolling away
And a softened heart
Becomes.
Depart (day 2499)
Your mornings woke me every time
I didn’t know how to say goodbye
We shared love stories far apart
Just like the moon sings to each star
Can you call me on the telephone
Let me hear your voice in my ear
Though you’re standing always so near
You’re my moon I’m singing so softly to
I’m never shy as I hold your hand
Electricity from your heart in mine
There’s always warmth in your embrace
Stay beside me now, let us never depart
Departure (day 2492)
I tried so hard to fall away
Watching birds criss-cross my surreal expression
So far up in the sky
Two echos that I did not make
Reached my open ear
To which I gathered into a light basket
My designs I had carried so far
To set the mood I had intended
Now which I slowly departed from
Love For Me (day 2430)
Love for me I cannot see
Amidst a jungle of tropics
– Canopy my heart burgeons –
Letter from an envelope
Stamped, embossed and sealed secure.
Patron saint tickling me
(Rummage in a broken bag
A morsel once saved: depart)
Planning with another name –
Sunlight reaching out.
My Dear Loon (day 1154)
Upon the brook I sat a while
Whistling my long & lone tune,
I thought I heard a critter come
But it was just the moon.
It echoed off the water so clean
That my heart lept at the thought.
And soon my mind was back again
Amidst this lone lagoon.
In my tarry I carried a pack
Stuffed with my new booty.
Not filled with random this and that,
But of my especial boon.
I held it close to my lone heart
As I breathed in the vista,
And just as I approached depart
I was greeted by a loon
Who whispered my heart a calm.
I knew once more, with no regret
That as I sat and whistled along
It would be time to go home soon.