Musing

Little bits of gold

Hidden in the trees;

Honeyed twigs and branches

Caramelized leaves.

Unfurling fronds of greenery, dripping from the breeze

Sunlight touches everything, hiding

precious metals in the trees.

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Hope

Whoa, what bitterness is this

Whose twisted thoughts have I trekked in?

Surely this darkness isn’t mine,

This want for aching, wasted time

Someday I’ll be solid, healed

Someday the nightmares won’t be there to steal

If the nights are silent, the days reveal

Endless screaming from the ones repealed

Some time night and day alike

Will toss their haunting-juggling storms

Aside

And all the worry and fear I despise

Will finally

Entirely

Subside.

Rain

What glittering light-beams shower my skin;

What hopeful rays descend again.

For once, at last, the shimmer stays;

Its floating fingers glimmer and play.

They curl my hair into ribbons and rain

I reach up, smiling, showered in grace,

And let the warmth of joy remain.

Season

For a brief time,
The sunlight will graze my eyes

And my words will haze and thrive

And the colors will paint my pain

Roses and thorns and stains

The grating will give way to whispers
The blossom will silence the scream

i will reflect on the stars and on wonder
(do you love her?)

Until the aching returns to my dreams. 

Human Galaxy

Starlight streaked into my eyes
And colored the heavens within my mind.
I reached for the sun but it was gone
Instead my flesh burned at darkness’s song.

Startled my fingers curled away
and the sickness inside screamed at the day.
I tried to cover my ears but found
my hands had melted down to bone.

In agony I closed my eyes
but wickedness within would thrive;
if I kept the light outside at bay
so I tore off my eyelids and fixed my gaze.

The stars burned fierce and electrified
the alleys my mind had once designed.
I cried out in pain and stretched my skin
to try and keep the laughter in.

Blood spun out and painted the sky,
all the darkness smiled at my demise.
but light bled in where veins had been
and kept my torn heart animated.

Re-formed then and born of light
my eyelids stars, my blood-light bright.
when darkness falls, I will show the way
for others struggling to find the day.

Soulsick

I ache inside by solemn knives

With wondering of tragedy;

Where does a woman, lonely, bide

As her killer stalks a block behind?
Where, distraught, do orphans, fraught

With dangers congregate?

To judge and buy or steal and lie

Just for a chance at life’s embrace?
Why, wicked, do the people live

And prosper; untouched, fine?

Why, righteous, do the prayers die

While Death our children kiss?
Why, evil has our throats bleeding

And somewhere, we’ve all given up

Why do we cry when eyes are dry

And laugh through rivers of blood?
Redeem us once again, o Light

And let us not despair.