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Awkward silence
Strangers drifting through our paces
Minutes slipping by
Small silences
Needing the companionship
But wanting the loneliness
Cold creeping
In Last moments of the light

Poetry about poetry

The harsh razorblades of words that rush out
carving a bloody painful path through flesh
living manikin cast free of form
to dance in blaze down the overgrown roads of the mind
pain and pleasure warring
roaring to become one
in the dripping pageantry of other minds
while I lay broken and empty waiting
hoping to hear
that someone
is
listening

Without words

Fingertips lightly across soft skin
lips brushing against neck
knowing looks whispering softly
The everpresent sensuality of you

The Blade’s Remorse

Hurts flash frozen
Chemical assistance interceding
The blade slips in
All pains receding
Still bleeding but unfeeling
A smile plastered on my face

Blood keeps flowing
And I unknowing
It’s all just building
Walls are breaking
But I’m still smiling
Though the grimace sets in

The ice is melting
And depths are beckoning
My paths are ending
Smile cracking and
Falling away

To burn

Worlds rise in my dreams
But each morning, on waking
the day begins anew
Ready to be burned or sown
The worlds will rise regardless, colored by my actions, but they will rise
On a day I wake alive, everything can change
But it won’t.  At the point of choosing I will choose the darker path.
Every time I’ve chosen the bright path,  I’ve ended up burned.
Tell the truth, lose the life you enjoy
Tell a lie,  gain a business
Sacrifice to save a life, lose your heart
In reverse, gain peace
Into darkness and out the other side, back in the light,  I stand back at the edge
To burn or to sow

Out of place – Twitter writing prompt 

​hurry on by

parties/laughter

light/music

food/wine

Waiting to be seen

one look

that says I am not invisible

I am still human 

Isolation

Chimes sound deep
forest clearing quietly
halting sound
slowing until stillness
calm burns slow decay of fire
leeched out beginnings
simple truths give way to happy lies
words on repeat
replete of meaning
and the slow descending swirl of elegant
made bitter

Granular

Sand gives way
each step burying deeper
unnoticed until I can no longer move
shivering from the lack
simple steps that would have led me to you
did I have the path
or the faintest knowledge of who you’ll be
always a falter away from discovery
from the last to the beginning
simple acknowledgement of skills forgotten
on this long journey to middle of nowhere
lost on the road to you

Dance fallow

Music pulses into the shallow echos
burn hallow in bright fire
Lift broken from memory of dawns false hopes
soft touch sinking into dream
free constraint of the drift
first taste of drought in pleasures embrace
the kiss dripping honey
buried in the seeking