Come with me, lover fair Ignore the embers in the air For though they fall in a cascade We both know they are doomed to fade Just as the stars and moon at night Are soon outshone by morning light I'll walk with you, darling, my dear I will not waver neither fear When all … Continue reading The Ashes of our Former Days
Month: April 2018
All So Far Away
There will certainly be days where Though the world exists just on the other side of your window You will not see it You will not see Anything but fog There will undoubtedly be moments where Though you will be told that you are loved and appreciated You will not hear it You will not … Continue reading All So Far Away
Love is Strange
Love is a cage and open window both The wise must be those who ascertain Which is to perceive at any given moment The state of their heart thusly. The worst offense Is to close the window So as to form An inescapable Inexplicable Trap Of human emotion. There are those who fail to see … Continue reading Love is Strange
A Thought on Change
A movement through motion A wave from the heart of my mind to the shore of your heart I often wonder: "How do others perceive This world we share but do not always experience In identical or even relatable ways?" I am in love with the idea of honesty I have fallen hard for openness … Continue reading A Thought on Change
This is Your Day
Oh, morning riser; driver of the dawn! Let your laughter fill the air you breathe, Let it spill out from the depths of your chest, from the very pit of your very soul! All the others may stare and wonder; "What will they think?" At least they are doing so! You are not idle, in … Continue reading This is Your Day
Blackbird Wings
Evening brings New and beautiful things Gleaming Blackbird wings Folded By my side Dead of moonlit night Presence pressed tight Tells me this is right My lips, your neck I can still taste you On my breath I want more Every bit, I have left Passion pull It’s a darkened road Darker still When you … Continue reading Blackbird Wings
What Spectre Beckons?
What spectre beckons from across the dark divide? What moves the earth beneath, what masses grow inside? If the morning robin mourned with dark and haunting tune; If the doves cried out at night with reverie for the moon; If the masses from the sea upon the land did take; If your loved ones laid … Continue reading What Spectre Beckons?
Southern Earth Gives Way to Northern Ground
As lines give way See them fade, yellow to gray Realize what is meant when people say There are not enough hours in the day... Always thought them fools; Useless words - toys, not tools... I did not know how they could feel that way. As the smoke abounds, Drifting in the air around Silence … Continue reading Southern Earth Gives Way to Northern Ground
Amethyst Avatar
Don’t want to change a thing, lovely Amethyst avatar You're perfect Just the way you are Don't you know Every stone has It's cracks and Striations Bits of dirt embedded Between jagged edges torn From the soil with Scornful impatience Don't you know you gleam With brilliance unmatched Even without Azure moonbeam Glow bright beneath … Continue reading Amethyst Avatar
Empress Amethyst
Effortless Smoke curls like Eager tail of small cat From the space between You and I Where lit cigarette rests with callous disregard For the air in which it was sparked to life Only moments before Between crimson and Azure blue You waited patient While storms abated and Strong winds pummeled upon The shells we … Continue reading Empress Amethyst
