Category: poem a day

The Fall (day 405)

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Candles going out
Means it’s time to go home
I never wanted to leave
It’s no different tonight
Wild horses float through my head
They cannot drive me away
But candles will burn me out
Leave me sleeping alone
Again tonight
Alone in my three post bed

The hard stuff that never soothes my soul
Creeps into my soul like a deep winters freeze
Casually dropping in
For a mid-summers dream

When I cry whispers
The dangers that lay ahead fall behind
Ground grows thinner in the air up here
Cowboys head home
Only their fire smouldering in the earth
Lay claim to the path
Leaving the only trace of the evenings before
In a ballistic approach to ground control
And into the day when the sun grows higher
Clouds form again, signalling the fall

Into the Morning (day 404)

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Everywhere I go I fall in love
Some of these things I just can’t help
When I take to wandering the streets
Just following my nose around in a way
I could only be me in being
I find that I fall in love with the streets around me
With an essence that erupts from my being
A way that is the only answer
When it’s what you begin to learn
And after the thought has left your presence
The night is all that is left
It still lingers on
Carrying you into the morning with a swing

Merci Beaucoup (day 403)

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Le Daron fills my essence
Saturates my soul with
Foreign words and
Romantic candles
Night fills my lungs
With sweet soul
Long lasting vibrations
Life, and whose living
The end of an evening
Of the end of a period
Of the start of a time
To newly discovered
Sweet sensations of
A jungle within streets
A soul underneath
A land with cobblestones
Sensations among the guarded
A little let loose
A memory and a beat
The reason to my existence
Tonight I have found
Tonight I exist
Merci beaucoup

Two Men (day 402)

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There are two men looking at me
I’m quite sure: inanimate
I’m confused by their presence
Sitting there they stare
They are dressed as bandits
Chapeau in their hair
Belt of ammunition
Crosses their breast
I can let them be though
In their windows up there
I’ll keep up with my studies
Alone in this chair

Lair (day 401)

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I have come from afar to find myself here
Stuck in the middle of a lions lair
I’ve grown mighty weary of the complacent man
Happy to crowd where they can’t get around
But I in my ways have escaped the tirade
Sent all the occult peddling their assault
Off to the gardens to fight with the gods
And I shall reside here, with cup and a pad
To write down my guises, as they spew forth tonight
Perhaps I shall soon then, get a call from afar
That then shall be fine, I shall heed as they call
For the lion that does not roar, is merely a cat

Past, Present, Future (day 400)

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When I embarked on this journey
Fair eyed and light footed
I felt a relief from the pressure
A release on my conscience of
What had to be coming
A change in the scenery
A grasp on the world
One last release from all that I had

Now, half way to the answers
Too far to look back
To late to begin that
Which escapes through the sunset
I feel left in limbo
I feel clawing at my back
10 sharpened nails
I feel the speed at which
The day shall return
My time shall be halted
And the space shall be old

But with the sacrifices met
Perhaps the future will push
That which cannot be spoken
Into that which shall be
With dreams does come hope
With hope does come adventure
And with the curled fingers of the future
Beckoning for me to return
I will submit to the past
Rejoice in the present
And expect nothing from the future

Scarves (day 399)

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Did you leave me these two silken scarves?
Did you lay them down upon my path?
They’ve tangled me in
A most heavenly scent
One that wont soon
Be sent from my sorrow
But who else does claim them?
Did they float from afar?
Is there a maiden that misses them?
Should I send them in the wind?
I will make them my saviors

I’ve Died Here (day 398)

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I’ve died here
I’ve risen up
Let my ashes fall
I’ve returned here
To haunt the masses
I’ve cried upon lovers
I’ve yelled at youngsters
I’ve witnessed deaths
And pushed to the edge

I’ve died here
Two spears to my heart
They came from cupid
Who laughed as they sailed
I plied at his conscience
To which he ignored
I sent home a messenger
Who cried as he ran
I watch from afar now
Sitting on the stars

The Great Fall (day 397)

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When the Romans fell
And all hope around them
Sunk into the unborn sea
When the prophesies that told
How the maidens of high
Who oracle’d the destinies would die
When the clouds that held
The towers within
Broke, and the rain did fall
Causing widespread panic
Zeus, the champion of gods
Shook and settled
Followed his instinct
Into the madness
Resting his sadness
Upon the grounds nevermore