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: recovery
Counterbalance
To live yourself, is to live truth But truth isn’t always accepted Much the way dark dislike, light I blaze my own path in a silence Perhaps- I’ve outgrown some Of the past- darkness of my life Parts I know all too well and yet Some I wish I never learned at all Far too much beyond my choice But growth can come at a price Often I feel more like a foreigner Amongst those I once knew close Most of which, in my heart I love Which seem not to know me, now So- I find myself in eager search For what exactly, I’m most unsure But I’m sure that answers await me We’ll meet, in the light … someday Poet of the Light © 2020
Influential
The empty chair, in sharp silence
I can deal with and compensate for
.
Glancing stares out a near window
Oft forgetting that, I shouldn’t expect
To see your smiling image out there
.
My amnesic mistake, calling your name
As I enter a room- that is now barren
Can have a sobering affect to a heart
.
The painting easel and its blank canvass
Lacking those perfectly placed colors
Of life, you re-imagined so masterfully
By painstaking hands, I can re-imagine
.
Those are the times I write the utmost
Precious words of my heart, paperlessly
Because they’re spoken without thought
.
But our bed is the coldest place of all
Not because it lacks your warm body
But because your resounding heartbeats
Is what made all the difference… for me
.
Poet of the Light © 2020
Music share
Let me hold you…
Fallen
As a child, I danced in make-believe
And always felt reverence for my God
Wandered about as if life was never-ending
I felt all the prismatic colors of life
Tasted heavens golden grains of time
And played in dreams of my imagination
I seen strangeness of snow in summer
Lost my breath in a second of a cold gray dawn
Freely watched the miracle of life, birthed before me
But God knows freedom, is anything but free
Especially when it indiscriminately takes you away
From where and who you really want to be- with
Nothing seems any more terrifying
When you feel, you’ve fallen off the edge
Of the life you once had, with them back then
You leave behind empty whiskey bottles
Instead of dusty footprints for others to follow
Where you’ve been and where you’re going next
Everything changes; and feels so different
You feel the hurt, each time ocean waves break
But you’ve become too numb to feel the wind or rain
Sunshine, no longer matters anymore
Because all its true colors, really came from
People you loved and adored, before it got darker
It ain’t no wonder, so many give up
On both life, unending love and beliefs
When you’re drowning in nothing like it was…back when
Poet of the Light © 2020
Constraints
The sun doesn’t always climb back up
After devastation has thundered through
Ones life like an unceasing wreaking ball
Not at least, at first, in ones frame of mind
And truth be told, it hasn’t been that easy
To dare consider venturing back outwardly
To dare look up into that same skyward
That once umbrella everything- us
Or consign fate still holds something
Hidden within those pattern of stars
Clutched deep in its mysterious galaxy
A pathway, if you will, renewed hope, love
Secretly I’ve watched the stars each night
Even when fog has rolled in like clouds
Endured blinding rainstorms and blizzards
I remained vigilant, with doubts echoing
Awaiting for them to finally realign
To catch me halfheartedly gazing
Yet halfheartedly believing, dreaming
That one night, it steals my breath, my thoughts
Revealing its secret plan, move my soul
Set me upon, the right course to…live love
Poet of the Light © 2020
Knot
I cursed you-
With every molecule of my being
Until the sound of my own voice
Abruptly breached my sleep
Rampant heartbeats, clashed into reality
And then I cursed you again
In a broken voiced whisper
As a fistful of sheets crinkled aloud
While I struggled to see about, nothing
In that slightly moonlit room
Where we shared our dreams, unadulterated
Sung old love songs like lovesick teenagers
As our random playlist reverberated
Where we hid like outlaws from the world
Pretending no one else even existed
As if, we were all that was ever created
And our utopian bubble, our oyster to devour
Where our sweaty nakedness shivered
Sinfully grinning as snowflakes pelted the windows
Where lust-filled desire drained our energy
As we remained intertwined during recovery
Where we ate breakfast in bed for dinner
Only to share delivered dinner at the next dawn
Where our long intimate talks still echos
Amongst candlelit aroma and blushing walls
Where nothing we owned was off limits
Reveling unquestionable trust in each other
Where promised words of our love
Became threaded around our emotions
That served as a protective palisade to our hearts
Until- all of it suddenly became
Meaningless and desireless to you in anyway
Igniting a maelstrom of destruction and loves existence
Becoming a galaxy of lifeless stardust…and me
Poet of the Light © 2020
Wakes of whispers
I pensively look around me
Realizing, this is my destiny
But not where, I ought to be
How did I get so tossed- aside?
I try to look up to the sky
As if answers, would fall on cue
Far too bright- for me to see
I remain here even more confused
And yet, that river flows- on
To places I’ve never gone
And comes from, where I’d been
Maybe- we’ll meet up at the end
She was all my sunshine and rain
Never thought I’d be the current…she’d change
Poet of the Light © 2020
Made to believe
How do I explain;
How do I reveal the pain;
You’ve caused through me?
At first it was like a carousel
Moving past life in laughter
For first time children- until
We abruptly stopped in hell
To even depict its bitter truth
Would make me more like you
And I rather, remain- myself
Oh God I was better off alone
Better off not knowing
How easy some can pretend
Why’d you do me this way;
Why make us a foolish mistake;
Why did you have to be- you?
Oh you felt like a dream
My heart has longed for
If only, if only- if- only
You knew, how to love…me
Poet of the Light © 2020
Beleaguered
I can feel those fiery-tips rising
Across the scars buried deep within
That returning storm of darkness
Has once again found where I subsist
This is how the past keeps me chained
As I pray for soothing rains instead
How can I ever live;
If all you do is sabotage who I am?
If only I could control the lightning
You use by way of hurtful words
I’d send them back in your direction
But you’d have to feel something, first
I won’t let you make me into your image
Not that you could recognize it…anyways
Poet of the Light © 2020
