Falling Closer Together/We Will Not Fall Apart

Lately I Feel often like crying I cannot stop sighing Say I'm fine But I'm lying… And some days I Want to stop trying, I dream often of dying… Oh, it hangs in my mind Almost all of the time. And now we find We must remain inside Far from the others: Our sisters and … Continue reading Falling Closer Together/We Will Not Fall Apart

We Have Seen Love Wither and Die

We have seen love, Time and time again, Grow tall from / cast shadows on Soil (de)composed of, Remnant desire long grown cold, Ready to be transformed to Roots / Branches / Leaves Vessels for Blossoming symbol of hope for Something akin to Ephemeral passion. We extend on trembling palm Renewed red rose -unprotected- To … Continue reading We Have Seen Love Wither and Die

…And the Sun is Shining Once More

The sorrows that once assailed us and held us in place Are now the sorrows of yesterday Replaced as such With the troubles and worries of today. We have woken so many days Doubtful of ourselves, Fearful of the challenges we know we face And ever more fearful of those we do not, But have … Continue reading …And the Sun is Shining Once More

The Fall of the Vapor Mystic, Part III (Even When It Cannot Be Seen)

A thick, black fog hangs low over this place now. Long shadows cast by rolling waves of darkness spilling across the houses and walkways. With each passing second, breathing becomes increasingly labored.   The windswept streets grow empty and desolate, As the life that once filled them hides behind doors and walls of brick, As … Continue reading The Fall of the Vapor Mystic, Part III (Even When It Cannot Be Seen)

Through the Hard Winter

Lykke tells me That in Iran There is a saying: Stand and resist in hard days just like "sarv" (the evergreen), let nothing wither your greenery. Not only is this a beautiful statement of resilience, But it is also another sign to me That we are all not so different As we are alike; This … Continue reading Through the Hard Winter

That Which Does Not Waver

In this life it seems We are given Many precious objects and memories Which we treasure And love Above All but those We hold dear It would seem That what is precious Does not remain But rather traverses The dunes of time To be encountered and cherished But never to be taken As fixed We … Continue reading That Which Does Not Waver

The Hum of a City Waiting

So the day has passed And now I sit Contemplative Resting in the comfort and stillness of the night air Watching As shadows move across the ceiling above As the walls hold strong in their resolve to remain I listen To the gentle sound of the wind And can hear as well Passing cars Laughter … Continue reading The Hum of a City Waiting

The Cold Slips In

The cold slips in Through the thin sheets of glass which separate What lies within From the outer world And over time A chill is felt As hairs stand on end A warning A call for warmth and a reminder That harsh conditions exist Just inches from the space we inhabit Inhospitable Unfriendly Improbable and … Continue reading The Cold Slips In