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
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
Beset in a human type of spindrift Silent acts of flapping, fleeting caws Dawn gently melts away a rolling fog As night temptingly slips off it’s drape I feel on my skin the chilly air, breathe As my weary mind wanders aimlessly To recall all of your missed touches Spoken words of love and their hope We are those children no more, sadly Angelical face of such sweet promise Gone now, there- beyond that great pall Shivers race feverishly through my soul And I further wonder again to myself; Would you return, if you really could, To me, my heart, my arms as it once was, Or would you remain- my lost forever? Oh how my tears even fear your thoughts And reluctantly fall- away from me too Now only my shattered dark emotions Will share their seasons… without you Poet of the Light © 2020
Possibilities collide Against probabilities Paradox of night and light Melding all at once, all while Maintaining their individualism Still she comes on like a scent Unseen but ever present Unlike the wind or a ghost Over those thousand of miles In her secret deliverance And like a dew drop- on blade She’s always on the cusp Of falling- once again in love But she resists at the last second She’s a perfect broken angel That has crashed landed Beyond the torn fringes of love Looking for an unknown hero To mend her heart’s wings I can feel her, center of my soul Even her tears drown me From time to time in silence When she's lost all control And at the edge of our escape She glitters like my last hope Till she leaves me cold and- alone Lost between my lucid dreams And the realm of harsh reality Without her, I’ll never be… free Poet of the Light © 2020
Wings of desire drift Gentle breezes Cool dark night Scattered stars Synthetic aroma’s Glances speaking volumes Others hiding mysteries Enticing visual dances Moans suffocated Sparkles gleam Grins burst Laughter rings Voices whisper Lies are promised Kisses susurrate Skin blushes Temperatures rise Concealed embers pulsate Buttons open Thirst increases Sweat beads Moans escape Embers glow brighter Tinted windows flash Control weakens Wild hunger surges Tongue swipes Fingers explore Complicity accepted Snaps undone Zippers fall Breathes shorten Eyelids flutter Nails grow anxious Breathes draw deeper Temperatures spike Clothes fly and crash Sloppy lips compress Tongues bathe together Words are muttered Warm honey drips Colorful glove penetrates Throat clutched Control relinquished Bodies tense and relax Nature dances with lust Micro quivers ripple Nails puncture sweaty tissue Repeated rises and falls Dips and gasp caught and lost Determined erratic tempos bounce Bloody lines streak Tremors spring leaks Humanized adrenaline injections Spent energy pants Muscles labor energetically All or nothing impingement unleashed Contorted lovers rage Human instruments sound out-loud Resilience is frayed Bio mechanical dams ruptured Human fluidity flows Sins ripen nectar- drips Weaken skin mountains Become slides breaking free Temperatures wane Tantalizing flames of desire subside Draughts of oxygen swallowed Compensating glasses guzzled Head rushes- done Race for the finish Equally… won Poet of the Light © 2020
I’ve been down this road a time or two before Between the shadows of death and life itself Feeling that breeze of absence, push against me Like some nefarious ghost trying to sabotage hope Slowing my approach, that's heading off to unknowns Stepping back in muddy tracks, I’ve laid previously Before falling off that deceptive precipitous cliff Yet, once again in an earnest and blinded effort Compelled to chase behind the same sun and moon Like some shared, dutiful shadow, in search of What hasn’t been found in a wayfarers clock face That own but a limited life's without a restart A place never known nor seen before in this life Yet, calls to an embedded fire in his heart That's lays beyond the pall of human perception Where mind, body and soul are elucidated, as one Erasing all scars and pain of every operose step Replacing failed loves, broke and shattered To reach and live- in love's … welcomed arms Poet of the Light © 2020
I got married very young Divorced nearly as quick Then married impulsively Trying to rekindle a love That was lost to time past Both my wives failed me In hindsight and honesty I know I failed them too I- just don’t really know Who failed who… first! Poet of the Light © 2020
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The infamous tease is over It’s taste has finally soured Spoiled Sangria is a waste My attention has been lost Your conditions, dishonest My value, underestimated Mouthwash is just too weak Jack Daniels- single barrel Now that's an honest… treat Poet of the Light © 2020
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
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