Wednesday, September 24, 2008

Spark

generally we sit and hear
that which we want to
rarely stepping out of bounds
as etiquette dictates
but, tonight is different

alive and aloud we share
the spark of this moment
the jukebox setting our tone
guiding us even
as if by hand to that place

you alive, me in step following
your moves as a novice
a stumbling attempt at living
refusing to fail
despite the trepidation we feel

tomorrow we will rise
like the sun of a new day
together, refreshed as lovers
charged with our own future
without the regrets of the past

we see for the first time
the promise of hope
like the bass and steel drums
running through our souls
which drove us to this place, enduring

tomorrow never lies

i led you to the water
where both of us immersed
and found ourselves emerging
as everyone dispersed
we stroked the moisture from our skin
the sun revealed our markings
of salt and sweat within

the sun reflects upon us
as a father to a son
and warms the hollow of my heart
and tells me you're the one
i asked you to remember
that which touches you inside
and let the words spill from your lips
leaving nothing left to hide

what if i said i love you

today i saw a shadow
and noticed it was mine
not noticing that its presence
was leaving us behind

we spoke in wordless glances
not needing words at all
and knowing that to continue
that darkness would enthrall

i left myself behind me
choosing you to take me home
allowing all the bitterness
to slip away unknown

a certain satisfaction
still mystifies me now
as letting go of age old wounds
like i thought i'd never know

it brings me to this moment
as if i don't know what to do
asking just a single question
what if i say i love you

a world away

as close as skin and flesh
but a world away
you lie under cotton linens
stretching to regain my scent
which i left for you
only a few days before
on the bare side of the bed
we layed upon

only time recounts the moments
that we left in disarray
in our hurry to consume each second
and recreate that which we left unfinished
in those hours in the sun
under the moon which defined us
as we glanced upon eachother
for the first time

i never left you
even as i boarded this flight
away from the epicenter of us
carrying us apart, momentarily
as only time and distance can define
despite the path we chose
as we walked along the water
in the Gulf of aquamarine

Friday, September 19, 2008

city and shore

tonight i see the surf
even as the city overlooks my shoulder
a skyline not of low-rise sand driven dwellings
but, of concrete and steel towers along the saltless current

a city built of glass and stature
far from the shifting tides of jetty and sand alike
still reminds me of my place by the water
where the peace of the heartless dwells

hot and cold underfoot
i embrace them both as sisters
one relinquished to the formal study of others
as the other defines itself by nature alone

home is where my feet tread upon the earth
concrete, macadam, or crushed pumice
i rejoice in the welcome each extends to me
as a native of both city and shore

together

once we wore the weight of the living
now relinquished we are free
together we watch as the sun sinks behind the city
reminding us we are one in a place of many

so often the din of the silent drew us closer
despite the silence we invited the words formed on our lips
spilling into and filling the spaces
we once left behind for others

the ambiance of us overtook this space
where once our sullen figures dwelled
leading no one to nowhere
our presence the shadow of the overlooked

today we sit among the ruin of us
rejoicing in the solitude of survival
a peace we brought to the carnage that was us
to learn to step again one foot in front of the other

the ink which stains this image, a black and lasting symbol
of the struggle we endured through tear and rain alike
as we each reached for the brass ring
clearly meant for anothers grasp

Spark

generally we sit and hear
that which we want to
rarely stepping out of bounds
as etiquette dictates
but, tonight is different

alive and aloud we share
the spark of this moment
the jukebox setting our tone
guiding us even
as if by hand to that place

you alive, me in step following
your moves as a novice
a stumbling attempt at living
refusing to fail
despite the trepidation we feel

tomorrow we will rise
like the sun of a new day
together, refreshed as lovers
charged with our own future
without the regrets of the past

we see for the first time
the promise of hope
like the bass and steel drums
running through our souls
which drove us to this place, enduring

long ago expired

empty as the seats around me
the blank stares of no one
remind me i am home

tonight we will meet
and say nothing
as the evening absorbs our words

the touch of your hands
upon me, hollow and cold
as the indifference in my soul

strangers for the reasoning
of self-preservation
two hopeless indigents of love

no sense in reaching out
to offer aid to the other
as failure defines us both

culpable in our shared loathing
we relish the company of no one
other than the shadows of our past

we breathe as one from necessity
not for the living of life
but as the mechanical process to continue

long ago expired we tread
upon the same grade and terrain
as only rote memory dictates

tonight, empty, cold, and tired
we continue our hollow stare
expecting only the inevitable

Wednesday, September 17, 2008

seriously

the sun rose and you were mine
we didn't even speak
the child we bore
was the only flower
in this tangled garden
a purple flower
among the bramble of us

these vines extend the discontent
as wisteria to the trellis
soft, fragrant and pungent
reminding us of the one moment
we came together and understood
that love is momentary
and gardens perpetual

grown and mature, the vine clings
to the trellis we left in disarray
as the flower continues to flourish
and bless us with its sweet scent
even as you turn away
from the pruning required
to make this garden whole

collapse

we stood on the edge
of ourselves, waiting
as the gravel shifted
and took us under it's weight
dragging us with it
the dust and hollow earth
enveloped us as one

before we caught our footing
heels digging in
reaching without effort
to sustain ourselves
we once again failed
to right ourselves
from the slipping footing we stood upon

save me

never to ask again
this one last time
marks the epiphany
i can only assume exists

settled into this cavern
of light and dark
i look without seeing
as the earth consumes me

asking only once
i reach for you
catching only shadow
as the sun recedes

leaving only darkness
your embrace a cool reminder
of the remnants which remain
as i asked you to save me

Tuesday, September 16, 2008

night

many tears
many wishes
many nights
the shattered lies in wait
for night to sweep her away

rust

our molecules clash
the wet to dry effect
once nourishing
like aquamarine to the
purple variegated Liriope
now destructive and clinging

a process we ignored
as our eyes grew weary
denying the aging
we lost our focus of the truth
allowing this slow death
our entropy

once our form was frozen
a coated sagging bridge
no longer held the weight of us
as we tumbled unseeing
and unfeeling below
the water which once kept us afloat

Friday, September 12, 2008

Another Army

you approach as if on lightening
the plains resound with you
a distant resonance
preceding your advance
to the next kingdom
of your conquest

east to west you proceed
resistance a fading strategy
as the thunder of your approach
drowns out the living
consuming the landscape
in fire and pitch

no force repels you
and any attempt to is met
by the siege of your attrition
terminal in their effort
futile in theory alone
failing to slow your western advance

only if you want to

because i tell you to move
i mean it and you will
choices are chosen by me alone
your input is of no consequence
as we stumble through this maze
of discontent believing eachother
as only the dead believe the living

Thursday, September 11, 2008

i laugh again

in my hidden mind
i was strong
maybe, actually a willow
and what is may only be
broken, suffered, ripped entirely

i am bandaged
in the wishes of strangers
tottering still
buoyed by the gleam of light
lent to me

i stand, i walk, i laugh
again joyously
who knows better
just see that final answer
is up to me

if tomorrow escapes us

as i ply you from yourself
i feel the sound escaping
like exacerbation or remorse
verbalized as a whisper to me
or a song played to no one

the strings plucked like silence
remind me of the mood expressed
as you tumbled back from me
falling away as if in escape
from the very day you woke for

hands parting, we mark the moment
like the ink which lines me
carved into time, a reminder
both of where we've been
and where we'll never go again

a cake i won't eat

bitter as the spit
which covers your candles
one for each wretched year
you breathed my air
as i offered you life

ten paces is not enough
to erase this disdain
from my heart brought to me
by your self-inflicted hate
i'll offer you no solace

this empty celebration the farce
we have become, eachother
tasting the spirit of our fate
as the salt of my tears
distills the vinegar from my soul

Brief Encounter

i felt your touch
before you even saw me
fine, like electric sparks
from the fresh tumbled linen

tomorrow came before we knew
and the sun settled upon us
as your hair lay shining
across my chest

as i reached to feel for you
i noticed you were gone
too slow to grasp your beauty
i once again slipped into the ether

your face crosses my mind
as time removes you from my memory
like the scent and spark of fresh linen
which defined this brief encounter

Tuesday, September 9, 2008

debris

in a world from here
before the foundation shifted to cinder
the gradual collapse of us began

not adequate enough to notice
the silted debris of ash and dust
consumed us in its cloud

we stepped as if in caution
our footing as unsure as the blind
in the brilliant sunshine

the dust settled and we were gone
like the sinking western sun
resolving all of today in the promise of tomorrow

Sunday, September 7, 2008

why wonder

if the moon does not break the horizon
or the tides refuse to recede
and the cicada cease their chatter
which makes the evening real
if lemmings fail to file behind the one who leads them
does it really matter as life alone proceeds
this minute print we impress never noticing its effect
is it any wonder we wander without cause

Catching All the Green Lights

there isn't any wonder
the space i feel inside
is filled with quite abandon
with that which i can't hide
i travel in my vortex
never losing time
i'm catching all the green lights
and never look behind

the wind is my companion
as i draft among the breeze
my smile is unconcealing
i continue on in ease
the signposts flash beside me
unencumbered i proceed
a ride beyond my troubles
to which i'll not concede

Saturday, September 6, 2008

temporary

willing for the moment, so fleeting
but dawn will still arrive
and with its brilliant arrival
our love is cast aside

a temporary measure
i've chosen for so long
because the very roots of me
are shallow and not strong

i loved you for the moment
intensity defined
the willingness foreshadowed
by the darkness left inside

the time is but a whisper
of a love left long ago
as any need to fill me
is what i'll never know

Friday, September 5, 2008

solitary

useless
as the
sentry guarding this
empty fort for nobody
as no feet approach it
ever, as these walls we build
can not protect us from our demons
both shunned and invited by our very actions
never seeing the fortress for the prison it becomes
by the labor of our own hands again and again

Thursday, September 4, 2008

antidote

i once held in my hands
the answer to all i sought
that which would heal me
as i slipped away
a victim of myself

an embrace from you
the antidote
all that i wished for
all that i desired
held within these bleeding arms

as i watched you leave me
i could not help but smile
knowing you would always remain
within this memory of us
the angel to my devils inside

the vision of you walking away
left me cauterized
to the reality in this mind
watching without action
as i let you slip away

relieved of the only one who could save me
i was once again both lost and free
to stumble through this darkness
alone with only the vision
of that antidote lost