Poetry
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Block those mileswith repeated ruins,felling symmetryat the single blinkof a tearful eye.I have heardwhat calls frombeyond our frozen,twisting stream.I have melted,when I have come upto replenish lifewithin a memory.You are one more doseto satiate a dwelling heart,moving me, into those ruinsfor one more embraceunder a humid,dense atmosphere.You were oncepresent, in being thatwhich comes outonly when…
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You’ve left meto be reconsideredupon these tall waves,breaking only whenI’ve been drowned.I do considerall that we’ve felt,weeping the same tearsas twins in the evening.We’ve leaked our eyesuntil oceans were made.We’ve uncovered ourselves,presenting wounds as thosegifts of vulnerability.In here, I’ve lostall that I’ve built,that cannot be rebuilt,when a fanned flamefeeds a desperationto be warm.Out there, you…
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Here you areto lead this ruin,as I becomesomeone smotheredunder my ownfutile pleas.I have becomeanother screwbecoming loosefrom mere fingers,deserting bloodexiting from the strainto be removed.I have leftwater, where lipsare never quenched,clenching to warmthwhen it’s a fever.What is a dropletof sweat, when it isall that ever falls?What is a teardropwhen it descends toan untended garden?I have lastedif…
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I’ll reunite,in all this debris,forcing stormsto close their doors,disallowing griefto be given a windowinto this vacant room.I’ll swallowpride’s bitter pill,falling throughinto that lake of iron,where bonds,where promisesare revisited.With all that runsbetween us, among us,I’ve taken to shoutingfor death to retreat,for our lives to breathein holding hopeto melt, withinour dreams.We’ll stand still,rewriting ourselvesin these thinly-wovenmemories, that…
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Advancing towardsdarkness and dust,letting shadows becomeall that I knowin the arms of onewho carries a burden,in her floating heart.Walls are surroundingwhere I’ve nested.A fortress sparks growth,being not what I know.She looks on, seeingnothing more than a child.Snows have fallen,with silence as a lullaby.See me, withholdingstones I could put forth,for graceful stepsto sink into the aftermathof…
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Upon that path,littered in the defeatof retreating footprints,while I hunt for an answerto a question I asked,just once.I hope, while a ropehas coiled aroundthis bruised throat.I had never breathed,until I listenedfor those whispers,under the soil.Upon this crude road,following shadowsthat remain close.I have listened to whatcontinues its dance,from light’s eternal song.I have kept goingin an eagerness…
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Adorned in all that wedreamed of keeping.A time when we alwayscalled to words, repeatinga blessing in disguise.We kept retreatingto how we knewit would find its wayto end, endlessly behind,as shadows keepdressing our wounds.We kept defeatinga shivering hope,surrendering to disaster.Love held a candle,to burn the ropethat death brought.Love brought our hopeas sunlight, from a window.But we…
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I am unallowedto breathe what passed byin its weighted current.I take for grantedwhat rolls on throughshores of endless footsteps.Once, I felt it,a presence of symmetry.There were those eyeswatching where I knelt,in sands, above thosecountless graves.Once, I took inwhat I have let goto be finite into infinity.A breathless whispershelters painful memories,deciding a faint future.I am in…
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A breath, withheld,leaving this world surprised,while I am bewilderedat the sight of black,all around me.Who has come to visit?Who has come to viewanother flake of dustpassing under the sun,or is it the moon?I am under, deep undera haze of drunken forgiveness.Do I deserve what Ilong waited for?Being desperate,in what I dreamed of,living off the flesh,before…
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I choose todig into, while you arealways a shadow away.Your memorywipes clean this exhaustion,reaps the smilefrom the sadness.I choose whatkeeps forever closest,reading goodbyes likerelit candles.To be burned into firelight,to seek shelter in an eveningwhere fog will remainthis darkness, this burial.Once bonded, in arms,now bandaged inside curtains,fatal in what thisbecame to be.I continue to love,while I…
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Heaven’s voicecalls down a harmonyfor an untouched heart.She has waited,releasing airfrom a parted mouth,scattering seedsover blackest soil.Her hands have alwaysquivered in the fallof autumn’s truer colors.Her eyes have watchedthe growth of children,stretching to skiesfull of reaching sunrays.Place a promiseinside her vacant mouth.Let a teardrop soar,raising a single leaffor summer’s advancefar from winter’simmaculate blankness.She will walk…
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Surfaced, reaching forthose stars, high above me.Living for one more tideto keep me adrift,to bring these handsto rediscover, to siftin the remainsof a prior world.There, she singswith enough to enrapture,when I am enveloped in foginside this desolate mind.Here, she bringswhat I have been unableto hold, when I have beentoo cold to breathe.Bewilder mein how you…
Modern Romanticism 