Though they are now far behind You may at times Find yourself haunted By the memories Of what has come before You walk on ashen earth The framework of your former life Smoldering slowly around you These structures familiar Only in your mind As they are now but shells of their former selves There is … Continue reading Of What Has Come Before
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On the Remnants of What Has Come Before
So now we move From the warmth of summer days To the cool chill of autumn evenings As the leaves on the trees begin to lose their color And fall to the Earth once more We proceed Hand in hand Towards a new horizon Each and every day Leaving behind The seasons that have passed … Continue reading On the Remnants of What Has Come Before
In What Comes After the Storm
Now the days grow short And the sun sleeps Resting As I often wish I could Preparing For the coming freeze The leaves begin to drop from their branches Leaving behind All that they have ever known Twisting and drifting in their descent Until at last they lay to rest upon the cool earth At … Continue reading In What Comes After the Storm
All the While the Storms
We sat in circles under the tin roof of the old man's cottage Playing games and laughing well after the setting of the sun The wooden tables and chairs creaked Under the weight of our merriment The candles flickered From our breath like wind from a torn balloon There was not a head in the … Continue reading All the While the Storms
Though All the While, Traces Linger
Why Must time move so quickly As the days we once knew so well Become but memories Which in turn are made to be A sediment of sentiment Into which the roots of our blooming days are set Forgotten now for what they were Rather consumed and made new Though all the while, traces linger. … Continue reading Though All the While, Traces Linger
Summer
This piece was written in collaboration with Blackbird. Blackbird: I don’t know why Summer makes me Feel so meloncholy. People around me Rejoicing in sunshine Relax, enjoy, love In the summertime. Fresh cut grass Sprinklers and sunsets Make my heart Swell to my throat. Though some of my Fondest memories Were in the summer. Why … Continue reading Summer
Restart (A Belated Response to the “Freedom of Expression” Tag)
I have always loved the rain The way the droplets continue steadily One after another In what must seem an endless free-fall A lifetime of motion Complete with friends and cohorts Allies and enemies Tumbling just the same Down until they can fall no longer Until they reach their violent fate If only for a … Continue reading Restart (A Belated Response to the “Freedom of Expression” Tag)
Cost/Benefit
On some level Even the tiny Seemingly insignificant Mosquito Must know The cost The risk Of what must be undertaken But can we really say We would do any different When what is at stake Is the fate Of those whose very lives Hang in the balance Potentially Erased With a similarly small And seemingly … Continue reading Cost/Benefit
Empress Amethyst – A Reprise
With a glance Nations Men Fall to their knees Tremble Beneath the weight Of those eyes Cast with Love and Power held Behind you A past strewn Memories and Empires Unfit Your graceful countenance Before me now Full splendor Seated on Rightful throne To rule All that is Yours I am Humbled Still In reverence … Continue reading Empress Amethyst – A Reprise
On Past Failures and Future Horizons
First attempt Fourteen Future uncertain Past unkind Why go on When there is nothing here To call my own Second attempt Seventeen Failure to recover From past sins An unforgiving self Critical to the end Wishing only for Peace of mind Third attempt Twenty-eight Seated before Photos of Loved and lost Dark basement Rope taut … Continue reading On Past Failures and Future Horizons
