Goodbye, Old Flame

My heart, a mere puddle of melted wax

Had been forgotten and frowned upon

Faith and hope, my spirit lacks

The glow within is forever gone

Once a candle burning bright

Fate took the helm with rain and wind

And changed the course of the night

I paid the price for all who sinned

With my vision oh so weak

As the tears made it hard to see

The truth, my lips feared to speak

Nobody will ever truly love me

Engraving Hearts on Trees

I imagine you carving a figurine

The trees giving way for your knife

Sitting alongside a rippling ravine

Wood chips a-scatter as your dream life

I wish I could see

The world through your eyes

You set it free

In a poetic demise 

One with the earth

Though your sight’s on pastel skies

Seeking a re-birth

Of your other-worldly ties

When your soul is found

Where dark shadows roam

Have a look around

Your knife, my heart, your home

 

Dusky Moon Farewell

I’m in a medley of mixed emotions

Surrounded by a perfect sky

And we’re set apart by oceans

Heartache’s been my lullaby

I’m lost in a time of finding

Like the sunset on this day

Beautiful as it is blinding

The night calls for a guided way

But the stream to your heart

Isn’t glowing

Like our bond that broke apart

From the knowing

Of the hands we were dealt

Instead of holding

That instinct to retreat we felt

Our love was folding

I imagine the light that was you

Darkened, as an abandoned home

Yet, I’ll stick to the memories like glue

No matter how far I roam

Lantern

 

 

Shadows fading across the wall

For I find your glow is pure

It wraps my soul like a shawl

And fastens as a brooch, secure

Rendezvous with you

It would be nice

Hesitations seem few

I’ll roll the dice

You like my smile and my rhyme

Set on a page

Separated by distance and time

In a digital age

It’s the wanting to feel alive

From across the miles

Through you my soul will thrive

And adorn my face with smiles

The flame may flicker at summer’s end

When the leaves lose their fresh tone

 You’ll find me again with a click of send

Underneath my blanket, all alone

I’ll wait for your light

To guide me beyond the darkened day

And even in the night

I’ll remember shadows never stay

Cloud Nine?

Marshmallow blanket rendered

Tenacity about my feet

As what dreams surrendered

Before we gray daylight meet

Let me wake from this dream

And stare you down for truth

You are not as you seem

Gin and tonic’s icy couth

That which did attract

Will wax and wane

I can’t add then subtract

My feelings to sustain

The green of the trees

Nature’s bounty, summer’s day

Fades into a fawny breeze

Still, I’ll kick the blanket away

 

 

 

Flak Jacket

Dear Readers,

I have reached the darkest of my days. I lack hope that light will reach me again. I will no longer fake my way through It.  I am sorry, but my sorrow runs deep.  I don’t know why it is always me feeling this way.  I abhor this life of constant heartache, filled with too many tears. 

This was written for the one who blacked out the hope. Turn the other cheek, and I do, even in despair…

 

Flak Jacket

 

If you’re ever overcome

By the rustling of the leaves

Listen with your heart

As history tells of ancient beliefs

The souls of the dead

Remained with essential gear

So when I pass away

I’ll stay very near

You’ll always have me

No matter when

If the trees are barren

They’ll be green soon again

Never feel alone

Forgotten or sad

I’ll live forever

In the love that we had 

 

 

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Illumination

Drifting through a hazy net

The sun sneaks by the roses

Forgotten morning prayers absolved

I sneer at the grace He shows us

The day begins with clouds and dew

In my realm, the sun struggles to be freed

This early baptism of nature beckons

Anointed ones, take heed

A gown of mist surrounds my feet

And I wear its color well

I clip a red rose from the vine

Christ’s love, its beauty tells

Pierced my finger, a crimson tide

Then a tear slips from my eye

Advising me to be a faithful soul

To give light one more try

Orion

 

The night air will not swaddle me

In a thick, warm blanket tonight

Traveling with you through the Plains

In truth, it’s a lulling sleep I fight

As the radio fades in the distance

You’re all my dreams come to life

Yet, I’m awake and in so much pain

My star, your distance, a bloody knife

We drive to an empty field

Grab the blanket and gaze up high

Stretched back, you kiss my lips

A tear slips from my eye

The light from Earth’s crowning heavens

As wondrous as it seems

Can never out measure our love

In my lucid, starry night dreams 

 

Love in Sleepwalking’s Time

The fog clings about the foothills

And dresses a wounded heart

This isn’t a welcomed bandage

Its density echoes a time apart

I wave through the thick, white air

As if I were walking through a web

A swirl of precipitation surrounds me

Your soul drifts away in its ebb

Unshackled from a painful past

In the sunrays, warm and pale

Now here I stand gazing lovingly upon

A groom lifting his bride’s veil

This Isn’t a Love Story

 

 

Blue is the eyesight blinded in the dark

Abridging the misty-eyed view of contrasts quite stark

Secrets swirled and scrawled upon our abode

And a shock of lies, suddenly,  to me bestowed

So now as I pass by that place

While tears and fears outline my face

I envision an atmosphere of turmoil

Where distressed emotions soil

A house that was never a home

Torn from the binding of an ancient tome