L’amature

 
 I no longer adjust the luminous light  
 of the moon nor clean the suns rays  
 daily to dance off your hair.  
 
 
 The stars are no longer my duty to  
 pin to the nightshade for romantic  
 words or endeavors.  
 
 
 I stopped listening to prayed  
 vesper whispers of others in  
 need of love finding their hearts.
 
 
 The seven seas are no longer at  
 my command nor rise and fall to
 bathe you in nightly rituals.   
 
 
 I no longer try to save the world  
 from itself as it goes astray from  
 Its own reality.  
 
 
 I stopped long ago, from chasing  
 after unreachable dreams in the  
 outer cosmos.  
 
 
 To all things there is a limit, even  
 Those who once adorned a cape.  
 
 
 Now- I rejoin those waiting on  
 a miracle before my life is done.

 
 Like twilight, I’ve come to be  
 gone in the blink of… your eye.  
 
  
 Poet of the Light ©  2020
 
 

Vacancy

 By choice or  
 Circumstance
 At some point  
 Sun rays will tire  
 All rain ceases to fall  
 Echoes fall damp in silence
 As my whispers forget to call
 And I've gone out of your sight   
 As my desiring love...gets forgotten
 
 
 Poet of the Light ©  2020
 
 

de Feu

Oh- chaste Vestal Island of passion
I’ve not set sight of your ivy shores
Basking in lushness, of lunar silence
Or experienced their volcanic waves
From those deeply hidden eruptions
Nor degust any of sweet ripen nectar
Of your long sought fruited drippings
Protected by the outgoing tides force
Which is in constant stirred churning
Preventing my vessels palmy landing
Pursuing a pirates map for...lost treasure


Poet of the Light © 2020

Pivotal

Her colorful red sky conversations
Were captivating to say the least
Like shadows falling into crevices
I fell into her spoken alluring words
Unbeknownst they lacked...an exit

Poet of the Light © 2020

There goes

There goes my imagination
Of our life long conversation
Ignoring the world outside

There goes my imagination
Giving me that new reason
To believe in love once again

There goes my imagination
Dreaming of us happening
Dancing and falling in love

There goes my imagination
Envisioned within my mind
You becoming my whole life

There goes my imagination
Realizing our picture perfect
Was really just misleading lies

There goes my imagination
Breaking my hearts dreams
Once again, true to fashion

There goes my imagination
And I’m learning to ignore it
In pain as I slowly grow...numb


Poet of the Light © 2020



True to fault

Searching for a story without an end
My heart got caught up in a synopsis
I knew my role foretold a pending hell
Being a messenger...instead of the hero


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Overflowing

I’m tired, so, so tired
Tired of wearing the blues
I’m tired of listening
To the lies from your disguise
That you keep selling to me
Your words make my head spin
You’re my hearts illusion
I’m living off your confusion
And your lack of understanding
Is killing all my emotions
How can love really exist;
When you treat me like this?
Tell me, who ever heard:
Of watering dead flowers, 
Then expected them to bloom? 
After all this time of waiting
After all this time of pretending
You’d think I finally- get it
But- baby, I just don’t
And that's the real problem
I don’t get what you're promising
I don’t get anything from you
But more lies
More sleepless confusion
More heartaches
More nights, without you too
More secret crying
More no sweet loving
More of what I’ll never get
But is all I really want
I’m tired of living this mess
And I’m tired of lying to me
Just to cover...for you


Poet of the Light © 2020







Grey going black

It should be criminal
How you do me this way
I can see it all now
You don’t want my love
I’m just your passing time thing
To replace what you’ve lost
A temporary kind of ghost
Keeping you from going insane
How vulgar you’ve made me
Like an infection spreading
Now I need someone else
To be vulgar for me
A plaything to keep on a string
Whenever my emotions get to me
And I’m missing that touch
Of whispers caring bout me
I miss the shivers you gave to me
When I first believed
My mind is slowing dying
In a gray pall of reality
Because my heart is broken
And my cure left me on the floor
Not even one little taste
Unsatisfied in every way
In the darken pain of… unloved


Poet of the Light © 2020













Vulgar blues

Black ice 
Is the night
Dangerous
For my heart and mind
Calling my name
Challenging
My weakness
When I’m dressed in loneliness
Tawny color
Ice and some water
Sets me on fire
Into a slow burning fool
My sun
Hijacked love
All my daylights
Now look what I’ve become
I’ll fall
In moonlight arms
Dreaming on some roadside
Until I wake...tomorrow night


Poet of the Light © 2020