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Dancing Indecision I’m aching silently My tears collide With feelings never shown Who holds the answers To cold, dark cliffs A silent drifting fog Drifting knowledge quietly To whom do I go for warmth? The sun is found wanting For none but lack of trying Where do I reside for strength? I’m hidden beneath this frailty. Softly spoken thoughts Emptiness, no designation Love written by cold moonlight. Shadows creep as my thoughts are stolen Mere reflections off my mirror I reach for my reality Nimbly, it dances away I don’t know where to go from here To inspire, or to stray To live under the sunlight Where drops of fire fall, As I dance in flaming pools... Or sing away, Under deep streams of starlight Answering only To the shooting rays... Calm me Breathe me Dream me now to sleep Whatever dances, beneath my eyelids It is mine Mine only To keep. |
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Tear Streaked Canvas My skies are a dark tear stained canvas of black Stark passions threaten the edge I cry for the freedom My lips never tasted My tears never once hit his eyes. A flower of fields dared to cry ever deeper But deepness consumes ever darkly. Reach for the light But crystal essence blinds. Where is the middleground? This drink of water now parches my lips Where can I be resolute... Bittersweet pain, no balming light Empty freedom, no tranquil shade. A heart so abused, No light dusting can settle No beating, just throbbing, the pain Do I grab for the sun, To be burned by its essence Or lie in the darkness Where every shadow screams... Where is my middleground? I hold no peace. |
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Nature's Midnight
Ethereal strains of heavenly chorus Pursue to the ear of the listener Dancing grasses invite You stand amongst them Arms stretched heavenward Face shined upon by the sun Hair flowing in the kissing wind You’re astounded by nature’s glory Hills overflow with the seasonal gold Trees laden with strings of emeralds With the stealth of a cat, the summer nights fall Pinpricks of crystal emerge Silver moonlight traces your face Leaves sing the song of night winds Your midnight Never held so pure |
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The Drifting Unknown drifting in an emerald sea of emptiness my silent cries unheard i reach towards an ever-present warmth of light my non-existant teardrops, falling on the wind. straining and pursuing my myriad existance seems a feeling mess escaping distant chains rusted locks fall heavily to the hard, cold earth brittle pools of ice hold my expressionless expression a beauty flies above me dreaming of a mist-filled night a summer eve not craved breathing in the passionate empty air this dance of life, a vision my thoughts swirl like unsettled leaves in my head distand jewels in the night sky light my world so faintly errors performed so innocently where am i where have i been why does your face haunt my dreams? screaming for a knowledge to hold a tear as dry as dust thirstiness plagues me... unknown, i shatter at your feet. |
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Silver Dreams morning now grows slowly old wandering the star-lit paths the silence grows now loud grasping unseen threads of love her heart is on a string bubbles of other lives she sees drifting on the winds laughter, tears unseen pain silver eyes imagined gazes of a pure white light senses dulled yet sharpened. her hands are graced by silver rings her gown of streaming silver strands long shimmering hair - lit by the moon her laugh like silver waves her eyes of shining sapphire. dancing in the misty rain flowing with light and grace hiding blows of pain and emptiness her silver sands of time... crowned with glory shining tiara fades dim boxes silver, heart shaped, lie unopened, dusted with time waiting, moving, dancing on white flowers in her hair blinding mists flow in her world fading all from view quiet laughter in the distance... tears fall on her silver sands silver streams slide down her fair face she dances now on fallen rain a midsummer night is her life forever a dream of dance and unheard music crystal notes shine wet with dew her life is but a dream angels chorus in lilting voice her dance of life, a dream inside her midsummer's eve. |
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Shadowed Myriad I twist beneath a veiled passion My tears are cried within Silence, unbearable silence Fills my soul and my mind My mind, a myriad of hidden thoughts Fetal I feel, I resume to live again Nothing will pry me away. For passion and its firey fingers Are wrapped tightly around my being... A sense of loss but a rush of hope Longing so strong, it stings Tracing frail features, A dark consumes me My strength is a world apart. Fighting, weak fury encompasses my sight I fall to the ground unmercilessly Bitter cold winds trace my features Heat is known only within A passion, a warmth A strength from afar Young iciness...send your spirits away. |
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Black Silk Strained chords of song unite A twisted ballad, dripping eyes Gentle pattering, invisible rain drenches my being I move within the winds Close painful eyes of visions Jolted into sudden rush Dulled colors stream and streak from all Ice falls from half-lidded eyes, Deep dark gaze that pierces all Echoes of distand pasts cry silent, Cold hands grasp for throats to free Into this iridescent world Blinded by this darkness flowing Twilight brings a dying life To bask amongst the stars Moons of knowledge revolve around Vertigo confused, A smiling sob drives madness. Sinking and floating, All light is drowned Flags of worlds once known fly dead Blackened wisps of silk, Waver in the wind Immersed in all of this I pause Eyes close, succumb to all the mess Surrender to the dark. |
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Renew Me drops of sunlight rain down my soul their purity like fire a whisper in the breeze flies by calling me to come... to dance and sing this whisper invites to find the hidden laughter breaking down the unseen walls the whisper is persistant but bubble lives are mine to watch safe, at a distance. with one frail blow the end could come to break the frailness within. despair and emptiness hide unseen a hole yet waits for filling a new summer's dawn appears in silence birds of life fly freely the whisper calls to me again this time, i agree no longer watching bubble lives i begin anew searching for that hidden laughter trying to see the music golden sunlight bathes my world shining secrets, like stars, hide my soul you enter me and give me breath a fresher air not tasted slowly emptiness is filled i'm basking in your love let us begin anew. |