Category: short stories

Uncrowned

 Beyond long casting shadows  
 That imaginary palisades create  
 Between the dark and daylight  
 I falter into a place, I go to hide  
 Someplace silence covers me up  
 Because the truth is hard to deny  
 I’m still waiting for the promise
 To be fulfilled in your whispers
 That overtakes me like a lullaby  
 When you hold me close and tight
 Within your arms- as the thundering  
 Warmth of your heart cries my name  
 Pushing the echoes of loneliness aside
 Far, far away from both you and I-   
 Our souls escape in unspoken … love  
 
 
 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  

	


	



			
				


			

			
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  
 
 
 
 

	


	



			
				


			

			
Fire of Grace
		
	
	

		






  I was broken by all of those  
 I refused to break myself  
 Because love should never hurt  
 And on all the pieces I became
 I found a sense of motivation  
With the image of your face  
 Reminding me what love was  
 And in that I gained strength
 A renewed sense of real purpose  
 As I felt redemption rain down
 To heal, to refill my drained faith    
 Oh- so much younger than I  
 It was a huge surprise- to learn  
 From the day you were born  
 You were, my saving angel  
 Sent from the Holy Heaven 
 My daughter  … my baby-girl  
 
 Poet of the Light © 2020  
 Ashlee Dawn ... Love Daddy 

	


	



			
				


			

			
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...