Perpetual

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Perhaps it was some sick twist 
The cosmos nefariously conjured 
At both of our tragic story expense 
While the question remains ever present
One senses deep within ones heart 
Like an aberrational extra shadow
I’ve finally grown to simply ignore 
Now, that I just do not bother with 
Always asking myself “why?” anymore
Endlessly searching for some answer
Inside a labyrinth of plaguing questions
That towered over all I thought I once was  
Harshly learning instead, it doesn’t exist 
Anymore than “us” ever really did 
And even though I was the second one 
To eventually walk away from “us” 
It was only after you let go of me … first  

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Poet of the Light © 2021 

Vanquishment

I’ve written my deepest poetry
In but a near silence of honesty
But the world will never read
A single word, line or verse quilled
For the ink itself- became invisible
As soon as my hearts tears… dried

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Poet of the Light © 2021

Misaligned

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Now I won’t lie, no reason to anymore
I’d find- a place to somewhat dwell
Every now and then but never for long
Cause something over time always told me
This won’t be lasting, cause illusions never do
And excuses wear out their welcome soon
Never lasting more than a few good seasons
Pretending at love, is never a good reason
Foolishly, we lived in a battle over our truth
The sun burned out and the moon turned black
It was like the ground no longer nurtured
And I slowly died- someplace deep inside myself
Until strong changing winds blew me off
In all sorts of misdirection’s, sometimes hell
I’ve thirsted for a place outside my dreams
Beyond the pall of all visionary things
A place that never dies up and fades away
Or suddenly turns forever winter cold
It gets harder to tell with passing time
If I’ll survive long enough, to be touched
Some place where I’d just truly know
This was always Gods plan, all along
Maybe it doesn’t exist, at least for me?
Or maybe it did but I was too foolish to know
I understand, I may never really know now
Still here I am, a misplaced seeded of love
Just waiting to burrow, in the right life
All I know, is I belong- somewhere yet unknown
In the arms of a heart, I’ll finally call… home

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Poet of the Light © 2021





Daunting

I’ve really tried to somewhat reconcile

That void between my heartbeats

The one, only I feel, unmistakably

But facts are, it simply can’t be done

Complexity and variables change to often

Not to mention, your noticeable absence

That everything seems to hinge upon

Time- ticks past like a silent cloud

Weaving in and out of prevailing winds

Trying to avoid its complicity to a storm

That brews invisible- in the shadows

All the while, ignoring the present sunshine

Oh! Why must love become polemic to happiness;

When you’re filled with love… but alone?

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Poet of the Light © 2021

Sleepless excerpts

I found another video of you

While, I was rummaging in my sleep

It took me by surprise

I really can’t image why

You were laughing and teasing

Everything that was me

And I couldn’t have been happier

In a Sunday morning sunrise

The sparkle of stars still in your eyes

After being up all night, once again

We were on the boardwalk

Arm in arm down by the sea

People were living their lives

But we were living loves precious theme  

Of what it was really like

With you being in love with me

While I was lost in everything- you

And as I recall now

You promised, you’d never leave

But clearly, my heart was… daydreaming

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Poet of the Light © 2021

Treasure

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Safely hidden within the open view 
Within every star in the whole universe 
Beholds precious secrets of my heart 
As well as, my whispered vesper prayers
That my lips have uttered, laced in tears
And it is in these ways my love for you
Will burn and live brightly true… eternal 

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Poet of the Light © 2021

Surely

If all I still hold is but-
A fragment of faith, I trust 
One of these days
All my bad days will be gone
One of these days
Love will come like a waft of air 
Ushering in a fresh new dawn 
One of these days
When I’m not even looking 
From somewhere totally unknown 
All my bad days will be forgotten
It will be comforting and I’ll know it
Right from the start, in that micro-moment 
Somehow I will recognize
The way its warmth burns 
The way it listens attentively  
The way it feels in my arms
The way it becomes all too real
The way it touches my soul
The way it heals, what was broken
The way it whispers my name
The way it knows my heart’s … desires 

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Poet of the Light © 2021 

Progenitor

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Like a snapped breath of whispered air

On the cursed side of love gone wrong

I meander between lost daydreams

That I honestly can no longer fathom

And my frosty nightmare realities

Where far too often, I fall, victim

To your lively looking vivid images

Coaxing me into a quicksand of insanity

Pulling me back into the baleful caverns

Of cobwebbed interconnecting labyrinths

Only found deep within my fractured mind

Where my escape is always predicated

On dragging the shadow of my soul back out

Inch by inch on my feeble worn knees

As I clutch what’s left… of my tattered heart

Poet of the Light © 2021

Suspension

 
 Tidbits of a Tuscan colored sun
 Adorn the wintry gray horizon
 Beset by a most dividing pall haze   
 As ghostly clouds and wild fog  
 Chase one another in mere silence  
 Providing them rhythm and reason  
 True to life and their own nature  
 I strive to rediscover for myself  
 Since absence of loves presence  
 I’ve transformed into loneliness  
 And became too accustomed to  
 These caustic cold breeze kisses   
 Playing havoc on my numb cheeks                       
 Liken a tall oak tree, overburdened  
 Dew can still seep down my face   
 Transplanted in some remote forest  
 For all the broken, lost or unwanted
 Where few visit or care of recovery
 Caught between life and hibernation
 My frayed heart awaits... rejuvenation
 
 
 Poet of the Light © 2021
 
 
 
 
 
 

Ruminations





 Knowledge of your existence, robs me  
 As I gave chase to what appeared graspable  
 But now I sit, replaying mirrored images  
 On a phantom screen in my quiet mind  
 While simultaneously looking past it all
 As reality dances on a harmonious thread   
 And like well hidden secrets in the breezes   
 I watched a murderous cloud slip off
 Into a scarlet swirl over an aquatic horizon
 Far beyond even what I might imagine   
 As I melted into moments of stalled time  
 Where I listened much more attentively  
 Deciphering those wandering whispers
 Left behind in the wake of lost prayers  
 Like unknown questions seeking answers   
 Then I faded back into the poised shadows
 That grew longer by the passing minutes  
 Realizing,  like a refraction upon a moon
 You’ll always be a mirage kind of love
 Promising- but forever out of… my reach  
 
 
 Poet of the Light © 2020