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
Category: loneliness
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
Sifted
Thought I heard you next to me talking But it was just foolish thunder rumbling Cruelly waking me from a beautiful dream Where you and I painted secrets of love In a universe of of whispers and touch I sat there alone- in floods of lightning And felt my hope brake and slowly fleet Into the shadows of what will never be As drops slipped down my window panes My soul overflowed from… dark realities Poet of the Light © 2020
If-
If I was worth Quiet evening of simple things Wouldn’t you be here Doing just that by now? If I was worth Your amazing inspiration Wouldn't you be here Doing just that by now? If I was worth Intimate walks along the ocean Wouldn’t you be here Doing just that by now? If I was worth Time for casual conversation Wouldn’t you be here Doing just that by now? If I was worth A hearty meal laced in laughters Wouldn’t you be here Doing just that by now? If I was worth Your unbiased understanding Wouldn't you be here Doing just that by now? If I was worth Your earnest warm embrace Wouldn’t you be here Doing just that by now? If I was worth Making mistakes and forgiveness Wouldn't you be here Doing just that by now? If I was worth Anything for you to hold onto Wouldn’t you be here Doing just that by now? If I was worth Being loved honestly by you Wouldn't you be here Doing just that by now? Where are you… now? Poet of the Light © 2020
That one
She’s a denizen of my soul That distracted train of thoughts That echo of my heartbeats That whisper that gets me lost That wildflower of ethereal aroma That intertwined flesh of comfort That lays with me in quiet dreams That queen over all my darkness That gentle voice of sweet serenity That reality eluding my grasp That seductress of my divine body That healer of all my fragile past That keeper of my timelessness That lucid notion of epic beauty That welcoming beating heart That calls me her only citizen That light guiding my pathway That missing piece of loves presence That home- still left… unfound Poet of the Light © 2020
Stupefy
I had slowly began appreciating Full spiked flavor of Sangria And center of your attention Adding to my quick intoxication While you were softly saying Those little right things that Kept me in a drunken stupor And bathing in my misthinking After all, clowns; just amusement Your obvious lack of desire for me Came to light in times of quietness I realized somehow, I meant nothing As withdrawals turned to shivers And colorful daydreams faded away My harsh reality … a sad sobering Poet of the Light © 2020
Pet shell
Like the tone of your voice Sifted through those fissures Of my heart, word by word As I laid face-down in the earth Reawakening my life once again Which in turn, caused me to feel Reverberation of my heartbeats One after another and becoming Like oxygen for my wakening soul And I believed love was knocking Then I answered- by opening me Now, all I hear are those lost echoes I now drown myself in sound of ...oceans Poet of the Light © 2020
Heartfalls
The river below has slowed its flow Covering its banks at night in fog Geese are passing through Winter must be coming The sun has waned in its duty Winds have stopped whining Solace is seeking its rest again And you know, I was almost used to Sitting here alone- in my silence Recognizing my predicament But like a rogue freight train You- became a loud summer glint As if a lost whisper returning Reflecting, living so wildly free And in that way, you brought me hope Oh the mountain trembled, a bit I hadn't felt that in such a long while It was an unsuspecting rush Flushing through my whole body You were waking the sleepy me up From a complicit dream of slumber And you always seemed to know Exactly what's on my mind In much so- sometimes I wondered If you were just some fragment Of myself, lost to a past life Or perhaps, its wandering ghost Trying to tell me something Something, that I may have forgotten Something, I’m yet to discover I have no idea- truth be told What you’re really think or believe You hide now, a shadow, inside your life Slowly going further away from me Someplace I can’t see or be And now, suddenly somehow You’ve become part of the mystery That kept me in this distance Just when I'm getting that feeling Of wholeness, was still possible It seemed I was on the cusp Of learning- a great something That’s now getting lost Inside all passing moments While I’ve been pushed down From my grand summit of old Left to sit in my silence once again Where time alone taught me Between the slides and heartaches Was what I finally came to realize, is We’re just colliding mountainside mirages That broke free from our life… for a second Poet of the Light © 2020 We are crumbling pyrite...
Ageless
Under familiar skylines Where waves do linger Standing on the shore Of our lost yesterdays Without any thought And from time to time Liken a child catches Sweet blown kisses I grasp out at the wind And listen carefully Hoping that I’ll find One of your whispers Love of your heart has Sent out just for… me Poet of the Light © 2020
Unsuitable
They were bright colorful threads Emitting from the core of my soul But you strained them all beyond Their fraying strength; they broke Until they were jumbled fragments To you, they were merely words You converted into a big joke And my heart, a laughing stock Causing my love to easily loosen That grip of that fabric, you were One little simple stitch at a time Dragging along, as unwantedness In dirt and far behind, your shadow Then fallen off and away I stayed Becoming lost from your… forever Poet of the Light © 2020
