Tormenting onslaught
Deepest of dark
Blindness and wet
Month: July 2019
Speak to Me (day 2976)
Speak to me
Brush aside my wisdom
For I am open to your heart
I call Red
But listen in Brown and Gray
And there shall be no mistake
For I am here
So speak to me
Wrong (day 2975)
Arise questions for my soul
How the hell to get off of here?
I left a hole in my deepest thought
Condemned and forced
Into buckets swimming the sea
My Angel sang my song
So I sat down at the closest perch
Hold my hand and dark Mother Earth
I’m not alone, though I’m crying within
How could it be?
How could it be.
Too far away and I’m drowning again
Most of the time
And I love always my song
But it’s getting on
And my soul is still sullen and long
So I’m watching for my forest
To grow and save my demise
And stop reminding me of what went wrong.
To Not Feel (day 2974)
Why am I condemned to something I cannot feel
I cannot arise
For in gold there erodes depths of cast
My hands have dried and begun to fade.
There is something that has grown
Not allowed to pursue
A lingering touch held too long.
Without light
Day at once ends
Cold sets in
Song remains silent
Heart enters slumber.
Golden Sunrise (day 2973)
Golden sunrise
Crossed my eyes
Spoke to me in a language
I’ve only heard
Amidst the trees.
When my vision
Reached its peak
Audible and tangible
I knew my day
Had just begun.
So as the crow flies
Back and forth
I wobbled through my daily mirth
Stuck inside my sunrise
With soup and spoon
And steeping tea.
Window / Brainwork (day 2972)
Windows rush into my brain
Crying for no pain
Then as release comes alive
A target of surprise
Moments shift into a view
Causing shifts into wind
And slowly what was a gold tree
Looses its leaves in sly
Shut and closed for weather seal
Locked for another season
Woman (day 2971)
I don’t know how to tell you
That I see stars inside your eyes.
Every time I watch those stars
A galaxy opens up for me
That spins and whirls
And ignites with life;
Burning orbs in orbit.
And in those eyes
I’m met with joy
Such that astounds my every moment
Like a little cat jumping around
Playing amidst daylight’s echo.
I’ve searched for words
And folded my letters
To find the galaxy I sought to describe,
But in doing so
I’ve learned so well
That no mortal man
Can articulate
What woman holds in her hand.
Seedlings (day 2970)
And all at once
The day arises
Seedlings come to life
Play the role
Of Great Giver
Sustenance of life
Blossoms shoot,
Eagles cry,
Sun casts shadows so sharp
And bustling in
To little burrows
A rabbit uses its nose.
Window Eyes (day 2969)
Windows wash away the pain
And the Dust settles
And my Gods lay their hands
Onto my sunken shoulders
And say: “My son, my son.”
And like the letters
That fade away
At the end of bent pages,
These eyes begin to close
And this chapter finds its end.
Let Me Wail (day 2968)
Lose me
Please forgive me
Lay me low
And let me wail
Resurrect me
Specialize my little mind
Count the blossoms
On my branches
And the needles
In my spine
Let the puddles
Gather around
My tender ankles
Until I sense
Coming daylight
Take my very breath away.