Swift wings
Razor sharp
Carves
Winnows
Across the vast distance of the possible
Of the future
Eyes closed
Listening
Waiting for the pressure wave
Until, of a sudden, it is upon us
We run and decry
How could we have seen this coming?
Poems
A night in the lonesome September
Is it folly to love deeply?
To break bread with heartache in the slim hope of a tomorrow not promised?
To drink from the cup of dreams
Our love burns now
A fire unquenched
A conflagration which itself ignites and births forth a sun
And still I fear
For life has taught me that I fail
That love
No matter how deep
Or hot
Dies
And too often quenched before mine own
Or maybe not this time
Maybe in each other we are found
Seen
Known
Loved
I am a fool of hope
Painting pictures in my blood
Hearts beat
And soon joined
“How will I ever let you go?”
Whispers the dark liar
“She won’t want you”
I don’t need assurance
I’m no fading flower waiting to be perked up
I need her by my side
My champion, my conqueror,
Mine
Fingers etch skin
Night pulls its shroud close
Hot and redolent of spice
Hidden and hinting
Rolled on the tongue
Softly spoken secrets
Taste of dark and promise
Hands cup curves
Heat echoed in exhalation
Safety in small hopes
Dreams
Attainable
Slow sand drifting by
Seconds pass
Fierce light gathers
And passes along
A kiss
A promise
Laments and triumphs right before sleeping
Tangible requirements make my life easier
Each precious morsel of information
Giving one more way to be sure
To be certain
To harness control
When everything is crashing around
Real facts are all I can hold onto
When my brain is saying, “She’ll leave you, doesn’t want you, no one does.”
This bit of truth about your favorite book
About the things you say
About the words and reals
Of us
They hold back the tide
You are not alone
And neither am I
We must remember this
Even when darkness tells lies
Even when it seems like the world conspires against us
We are we
We face it together
Peppermint lemon glaze
Dreams wake
Where pains echo in dark rooms made of flesh and furtive glances
Where lips pressed together and teeth bare down
Licking blood in soft moan
Whispers bearing weight
Promises kept always
Always better than promises made
The joy of half heard breathing
Murmured in ears
Heavy with sleep
Safe but not safely
Negotiated bliss
Watching her stretch
Mine in the warm glow of morning
Drowning drip by drip
Dreams bring no rest
Only mysteries
Dystopian
Running in place
Lost a still yearning
Broken piece jigsaw
Death and lies until all jumbled
Breakdown
Lasts words turn to wet sand
Dribble out of mouth
Painful lost hope living
Rejected solutions
Yes’s and no’s
Plans for the future
Waiting for that rejection
That always comes
Faith broken
Steel plate fallen away
What’s a real relationship anyway
Sipping blood wine
Burn the world
And drown the sun
Bleed the sky
And shatter the earth
What was past is breaking
What is future haunts my dreams
And ever onward sits the raven
Perched above
Expecting
Waiting for falter
Waiting for ruin
Made broken
I tire
And waking is no blessing
For a man
Whose lived past his time
Counterpoint memories, future’s unfurl
Time slipping by
Drifting out
Forming waves
Crashing into a future
With you
Destination and journey unfurl
All that was becomes prelude
To an is
That is us
A few steps more
Times passage marked by love
And all will be changed
All in
Always
In the still quiet of afternoon light
On swift wings
Through haze of pain
Waits the eyes
To close in slumber
And drift away
To the simple shelter
Of unswept dream
Hopping bird takes wing
Lyrics yet to be sung struggle out
Yearning to quiver and shake
Swallowing back syllables
No voice loud enough to be heard
Stifled
Fighting for breathe
Pleading eyes
Begging to be known
That distant air
Promises made
Always one more to keep
One more to make whole
Distant thunder
Storm blessed
Sky drawn
Woken anew and shift gold
Breaks broken
Arrows flown true
Time for us
One more turn on the wheel
