They were called away
To a promised future
No clear sight far ahead
Vague plans, subtle promises,
Fame in modern times unment.
They mounted and faithfully
Road into the scene
No one there to greet them
No romantic sending off.
When skies turned blood red,
When comrades lay side by side
When torture was their enemy
No cotton handkerchief blew drying
For everyone was buckled down
Amidst chaos of the finest hour
A mission of uncertainty
And further, urgency
Flew towards in shrapnel
Devastating times of war.
At home awaited news at every hour
Mother, father, sister too
Hot soup for dinner every night
Hot tea to wake up to.
Month: October 2018
It Is Written (day 2710)
Written amongst trees
Were love letters
Spoken in crevices
Former bud joints.
Written in dried grass
Fallen and blown flat
Mounding and rumpled
Distances still remained.
Written in birds
Soaring up high
Flying in pattern
Collecting in unisen.
Written in biting wind
Words whispered as grace
Heart pointed fleece
Blessed for disguise.
Written in flowing water
Cursing of thy veins
Flowering of all life
Love found in Spring.
Stormy Winter Walk (day 2709)
Blowing snow
Frozen ground
Cold fingers
Raindrops (day 2708)
Sounds of raindrops break my consciousness
For I want to explore your body as if I’m exploring the forest
I want to bend underneath your limbs
And with my eyes search for usnea that grows so delicately from your branches.
As I step into a clearing, my nose so inspired
I will smell each of your scents, one by one
Until I can recognize, sight unseen, your every emotion.
I want to feel the damp moss growing around your belly
And tug gently so I can hear little tendons flexing at my pull.
I want to squeeze when I find your roots
For they shall startle me with rawness and give me cause to lift my knees,
And here, as I squeeze so gently, I shall watch your lips as they subtly quiver
As if blowing wildly in gusts of wind.
And then I shall fall gently into the sweet creek flowing from your nether regions
That shall sweep me away down a trail I have never explored before.
Soul Love (day 2707)
Let me love you like I can
Hand full on at a time
To let me find you in the sky
Driving for between your thighs
Fast is the main emotion
That hits me straight on in the heart
Where you often spend your days
Driving through my fertile soil
Let me love you like I can
For every day I lay awake
Fevering with a full desire
To hold a nightlight to your fire
With the arrow of my vision
Feel these flung straight on to you
I have but one main ambition
Baby I’m on to this fruition
Shoreline (day 2706)
There were motions that took me far away
A seaside that had me lost deep in time
For I knew there was an answer I’d yet to hear.
I cried and I cried yet there came not a sound
Once what had driven me to stand so proud
With a lesson I had learnt but had not yet changed my ways for.
Can you give me your truth in Providence
Stars that align, suns that remain,
There could be a vision and my eyes are blurred of everything near.
When was the last time I dimmed lights and sang
Forever seems like such a shallow excuse
Broken down and believing in so much more, I whispered here upon the Northern Shore.
Sing to me Ocean, sing me a song
Play with me every violin I’ve done wrong
Feel for me with your distance, no, I’ve never been here, never been here before.
As my eyes close I hold you up.
As my heart dies so goes my soul.
At my window I see no more, no more.
Along the shore I go, no more, no more.
-20°C (day 2705)
The thermometer reads -20°C
Just outside the door
I watch sunlight filter through.
Clear skies at such temperatures
Steam from my breath.
The dog still has all his energy
But my fingertips exposed
Rapidly induce the fear of frostbite
Tingling away in an odd sensation
One knows better than to ignore.
The trees cackle at the wind,
No leaves left to protect,
And snow crunches loudly under foot
As one trods across
The slippery, frozen ‘stead.
Ice Spear (day 2704)
Stoke me up
Rip me down
Place me over
A heated crown
Fold the ice
Into a spear
Shoot it off
Right to the moon!
Fireworks (day 2703)
My thoughts go back towards the dawn
You first appeared to me:
Awoken was I to rambling words
Two girls having quite some fun.
Little fireworks then erupted
– Thoughts of what the day could bring,
Sure enough I was distracted
Just as now I trail away.
You had a headband
Upon your ears
That made me think of a tough mudder
And a friendly friend and dog,
And a dog seat to be cleaner.
You smiled so freely, so effortlessly
So relaxed and free you felt;
The vibe of adventure,
Two friends forever!
One a nurse with a blue sporty car,
The other for pets her heart
Soon one me over, indeed so clever
A patience game of time.
Sure she may not have the shoes
For every single occassion,
But if she has the sandals for
The beach around the corner
Then maybe she will stay with me
And help me tune more fireworks.
Not Forgotten Blank Pages of Notebooks (day 2702)
Though a design been made
She walked away
Rode the early train beyond
Sleeping city limits been had
Of her dear lover’s abode
She watched the skyline
Grow so gold
Missing not a ray
That shone right through
Triple glazed
Windows of her steel steed
Tears had formed
Of condensate
Rolling down the glass
Reminding her
To borrow time
Upon her sheets
A rhyme.