Eclipsion

The winds changed

Unexpectedly

Thunder rips through the quiet

Clouds huddle and frightened

It wants to rain

But the drops won’t fall

Almost, but not at all

I’m broken

But I already know that

I write you letters

But no place to send them

I’m hoping

You’ll truly understand

Why I just can’t… let go

Windswept

Like a silent winter snow

I wait every night

For the morning dawn to rise

Before I can feel safe enough to sleep

Maybe I’m waiting to find

That moment life changes everything

No notice, no reason nor rhyme

Where different becomes normal

And normal heals better than yesterday

What I’m finding may not be happy

For me at least, I feel the tillage of peace

Slowly growing itself within

And maybe that will lead to better things

Maybe even found, will finally…find me

Cherishables

Between the distance and silence

There lives a hollowness to subsist

Where fires burn from held memories

Of older days that have passed

But live forever in our hearts

Like whispers without shadows

Only our souls can interpret

I tried to spare you some pain

Even if it came, at my own expense

But I was totally oblivious

That you were doing the same

Sometimes the price of love

Comes at our greatest tax

And that’s what makes it… beautiful

Owned

Who am I now-

With only your memories

To hold me close again

You know it hurts inside

But darling I can’t lie

I’d rather live with the pain

Then live without anything

So long as it reminds me, of you

Just the way I’m made I guess

All heart and still a mess

Just the way you found me

Blood and tears on my sleeve

And a craving that keeps me

Hypnotized to love I’ve known

Oh, your kiss stole my soul

But I don’t mind it at all, baby

Truth be told, even in silence

So long as you come in my dreams

Reminding me of all those times

We laid side by side at night

Nothing to cover us up

But our own moist whispers

And dim sighs …of moonlit kisses

Master recipe

Somewhere betwixt life and death

There is this clear pathway hidden

Where our souls do traverse blindly

As they leave those of us far behind

They also leave their love as proof

We are loved and treasured dearly

Some of us feel torn in two directions

And in our grief, we want to be with

Loved ones here as well as there too

Our heartbeats here seem to go silent

We know their echoes speak volumes

That only those who’ve crossed over

Could truly receive and appreciate

Body and soul makes…love dialectical

Intrusion

Whisper words that stir my fate

Until its sweeter than past days

Let me feel each breath on my face

So, I’ll know the touch of love again

Move me like a mountain in your way

Smooth away all my precipitous cliffs

The way water does below the surface

With its soft currents of gentleness

Make me like a song you long to hear

Let me seep deep within your soul

Like the warmth of first kisses

Long enough until it feels like home

Rescue me from even my old self

With your moist whispers of… love

Worn

It’s a very strange feeling really

Like suddenly your own clothes

Feel most uncomfortable to wear

Some too tight, others too loose

Or style is a bit too antiquated

While simultaneously not having

Any desire for new clothes at all

Grief does rather peculiar things

To people, time, and to life itself

Mundane has its own attractions

As the gap between you and loss

Widens with each passing second

You soberly realize missed things

Are becoming too late…to endeavor

Disparity

Random times it’s like losing you

From the very beginning- again

The pit in my stomach widens

And life just suddenly falls in it

Even time itself seems impacted

My breath goes shallow, shortened

Ignorant denial wants to deceive me

Days remain dimmer and hollow

My heart clings to cherished memories

Created in real-time and laughter’s

Whispers of one-sided conversations

Are now some of my better moments

Though they’re oft spoken with tears

They’ll never compare…to authenticity

Aimless

The day has dragged on too long

And the night is going at a crawl

Somehow, I feel like pouring myself

A glass of fine wine I don’t got

For the craving palate, I don’t have

But at least it’s something different

Maybe that’s how others get started

Before getting lost at the clear bottom

Of some cheap brands found on sale

Time is tough without real direction

Or someone that makes all matters

Seem important- when shared together

I could just take off for a long walk

Till I’m found heading…the right direction
.

Growth

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Where Eagles glide on faith

Where sunrays are prismatic

Where raindrops are quenching

Where snowflakes are distinctive

Where poppy fields never die

Where lush grasses cover mountainsides

Where dreams stretch higher

Where children swing on laughter’s

Where all chasms are bridged

Where the sun meets its shadows

Where lakes are a truly reflective

Where sandy beaches are inviting

Where rivers of truth flow forever

Where a casting moon showers

Where lost hearts rediscover love

Where tears are replaced by smiles

Where gentle hands are caring

Where fingertips are for painting

Where trees sway in endless breezes

Where sadness drift away like tumbleweeds

Where our cherished memories are relived

Where wrongs are only futile

Where rights are what’s normal

Where nothing remains the same, continually

Where grief becomes suspended

Where death of all life is abated

Where every day’s go on and on

Where you have gone… I will follow’

a/k/a Daddy…

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