Thursday, May 4, 2017

Journey in a World of Limited Love

To say that I love you is almost to lie
how to describe when someone is part of your marrow?
seen you through the hourglass sands
never to drop the lacing of fingers
or letting your eyes discord from one another
how to let someone know that they have saved you?
not in a saintly way
but rescued your heart from the grinder
helped gather the lost meat parts
never grimacing at the mess of it all
always so willing to get scraped up bloody
how to tell someone
I am inspired by your very existence?
when I thought that this head would explode
from lack of love
your song echoed past horizons
giving strings of vibration to cling to
how do you tell someone you are my heart?
part of my muscle and structure
please do not mistake
I do not reside inside of you
instead have you mended my legs
replaced them with steel heavied pillars
strong enough to occupy the vastness
how do you tell someone you are star shining light
illuminating back a path?
your patience, grace, consistency
allowing sight to what was never lost
How to let you know that you are my other half?
part of the same rain soaked puzzle
we thought was behind us
I don't know how to tell you that you
 beyond my wildest dreams
that with you gone
I float along the pavement ghosting shadows
  gripping phantom empty fingers
I imagine you, maps away
eyes sewn against
what was drawn from blood
unsung songs have no existence
poetry unread
 just words weaved together on the page
love without intention fades
 hands tired of remaining empty
will seek all the promised
in a world without you






Waiting game

Time continues her dripping waltz
hands beseeching ether,
come, dance in the soundless never-ending
cruelly, these sockets still make home to sight
I bare witness to the ribboning
without invitation to join
I become more bone than woman
abilities once prized
carried into another world
what is not whole cannot be tied down
truth could save, but silence shreds
what is left is ghostly
I am comprised of only
time and ether


Final

And like that, there was silence
Totalitarian whole of love gone
What we cannot hold with our hands
And hearts
Will eventually fade into ether
solace in this charred silence

Serenity is closer

Maybe the Willow Knows

You were never the plan   As we wandered through the morning lit cemetery   Sunlight lazily dancing with the beckoning arms of the willows  ...