Sunday, May 10, 2015

Low Winter Sun


You rose and fell, my low winter sun
Light that dazzled without heat
How many times did I mistake your cold shine
For arrogance

You shame that bright speckled white blue sky
I waited each day to see you rise
Then helpless as you sank beneath the night
I lived for that aching brilliance

You were a dream to me, madness that burned within my core
An obsession that fluttered out of reach
Human life breathed into a garden of earthly delights
A rainstorm that I wished to wash away my life

I saw the fear inside you, terror within its cage
The fragility of that existence inflames me
All resistance gone, and upon your altar I will lay
Tear out my beating heart and witness me live on love alone

A fantasy come to life, pale unreal perfection
You fit inside me, like missing pieces for my soul
And resonate to my song and make me whole
Crippled once I was but now limitless

I want to peer inside you
And witness the struggles that rage within your quiet savage soul.

Wednesday, March 11, 2015

Wild Woods

The stars our grass, a twilight blanket of blue of white
On a lazy breeze we feel a lifetime of our voices, but a start
This endless dream for you and I, begins a fever in my heart
To bridge the gap between, no light between our bodies seen

With you I think clichés, of every famous word and phrase
A great unknown, this vast expanse, her heart, my home
These untamed wilds and ruins of scarred stone
I would know it all, inch by inch, sigh by smile

With her I feel a fool, a beast in the forest of her mind
A docile foal to wander the wild wooded vagaries
I would know each creature that call home to your memories
every villain in your gallery, and each dark and shadowed valley

From this babbling brook of poor decisions and bad behaviour
In this self-loathing land, I would lap that icy stream
Lost in my reflection, of you, with fish so cruel you teem
Night comes, your million perfect eyes watch from skies remote

The bitter mote of my soul, your every word and thought
Ever the incomplete thought of a man, until next we speak
I could live to the cadence of your heart, every graceful beat
I would know your face in dark or light
Your every feature my purpose
Your appearance just the surface

Wednesday, January 21, 2015

Sparks


Heartache
you hate with such confidence
Your savage, bland ignorance
Was there ever hope for us

Brutal mistakes
and shining sparks of memory
You said you’d always be there
I can still smell you, everything sensory

Pity my hope
I hate your love more than ever
You told me you were here, but I’m ignored
The promises you made, do you remember

Think of me
a flashing red strobe light
Confusion and a burning intensity
The difference between loud and quiet

Echoed sighs
and a piercing brightness
A demons lies in a dark gloom
For strangers you had such politeness

Green eyes
frustration and fear turn to violence
Wandering without purpose
If I could turn this storm to silence