Friday, November 26, 2010
Lifeline
Shooting stars embroider dreams
Cloud collage not what it seems
Ocean waves wash printed sand
Lifeline breaks on wrinkled hand
Snake river carves diverging path
Staid rocks transform in windy wrath
Fallen leaves feed promised Spring
Fresh bouquet a new love brings
Nestled warmth 'neath sunset's nod
Forging steps where none have trod
Eyes transformed in mirrored light
Open wide, force-feed the night
Buds on thorns, all caution shed
Storms of visions cast in red
Future bursts with brilliant hues
Wealth of treasure then ensues
Oasis beckons parchment tongue
Awakened senses drowning young
Fortress built to time withstand
Lifeline breaks on wrinkled hand
Sunday, August 15, 2010
Temptation
My nemesis calls upon me
once again, as is her custom,my mind taken hostage
and emotions turned loose.
Though this foe is unwelcome,
I invite her presence nonetheless,
convinced I can befriend her;
she slyly laughs at my naivete.
Her ploy unravels slowly at first,
luring me into one more tryst.
disarmed by the promise of joy
I succumb to her wicked desires.
I have become my own prisoner
yet I hold the key to my freedom,
but still I give her the power
to use me, control me, slowly kill me
Monday, July 19, 2010
Yearning
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
Rain
Slowly the world becomes dark.
The wind whips her hair around her,
Moulding it to her face like a second skin.
She tilts her head upwards, catching the first
Raindrops as they fall to the parched land.
Closing her eyes, slowly inhaling the smell
Of wet earth.
Savouring the moisture on her skin.
As if the tingle each drop brings,
Is like the electricity mirrored in the skies above.
The heavens thunder, like nature angrily grumbling.
It starts to pour, raining so hard that the drops
Bounce back off the ground making it seem like
It's raining from above and below!
Smiling, she looks around gleefuly.
Drenched to the core, but strangely, at peace.
With the world.........with herself!
The wind whips her hair around her,
Moulding it to her face like a second skin.
She tilts her head upwards, catching the first
Raindrops as they fall to the parched land.
Closing her eyes, slowly inhaling the smell
Of wet earth.
Savouring the moisture on her skin.
As if the tingle each drop brings,
Is like the electricity mirrored in the skies above.
The heavens thunder, like nature angrily grumbling.
It starts to pour, raining so hard that the drops
Bounce back off the ground making it seem like
It's raining from above and below!
Smiling, she looks around gleefuly.
Drenched to the core, but strangely, at peace.
With the world.........with herself!
Sunday, January 24, 2010
You
Wednesday, January 6, 2010
Storage Space
I rise in the morning,
And you occupy my day.
When night falls I watch the sky,
And wonder if you're okay.
I have you on my mind so often,
Daydreaming in the clouds..
I catch myself above a whisper,
Thinking of you...out loud.
When I'm caught in the rain,
I feel you on my skin.
I hear your breath,
As it travels with the wind.
Saying I miss you..
Are words any one can speak.
But it's the emptiness I feel inside,
That brings me to loneliness' peak.
And maybe it's not meant for me,
To rest with loves embrace.
Maybe my hearts had enough,
And is now only storage space.
Still, I dream about you,
And suddenly you are here.
A fingertip away...
Then you disappear
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