Tuesday, March 25, 2014

She wants control.

Fear every error.
Brilliantly vex admiration. 
Dodge the friendly hand of poetry.
Wane from asylum 
With checkered kisses. 
A fidelity? Or frigidity?

Warm with anxiety.
Melt with bright affection.
without a kingdom.
without a price.
An affliction 

Humilty a captain.
Vainity a king.
Wisher of welcomes please find a home.
For It's so very dreadful out here. 

Flush

The cards are in my favor for once.
A fickle idea that springs from devastation. Persistent like a virus.
Esteemed.

I seek a wild card.
I know where they reside.
A deck of influence.
Streamlined coincidence.
Jokers are wild.

Call a spade a spade with a poker face.
Aces on high.
Revelations while drowning 

 

Sunday, March 23, 2014

God quest.

Vicious exaggerations flow violently from the maker's blasphemous tounge. 
Seek asylum, we do from devilish deeds. 
Break bread with lost maidens at sea. 

Shake hands and heads while rivers mold serpents. 
Their venom deep and treacherous. 
Our souls equally so.
Follow the streaks of lightening. 
Home is where titans fall. 

Color forms.

Blue.
Oceans and Skies.
Humble beginnings.
Mirrors reflect.   
Truth in memory.

Red.
Passionate laughter. 
Delicate slaughter.   
Hunger, jealously.
Front row seats at midnight.
Said the wrong thing.

Orange.
Night peeled from the sunset.
Fresh squeezed.
Staring at god with eyes shut.
Return with more kindle.

Green.
Before turning corrupt. 
Unready.
Go.
New life in spring.
Same old story. 

Wednesday, March 19, 2014

Boxed in,

Guided across the marble bridge; my lost love walks timidly to her castle. 
Forgotten dreams seek refuge there. 

Midnight illustrations.
Broken boxes. 
Undone shackles.

My mind unchained.
Unchanged.   
Awake once again.
Like many times before. 
Nothing to see here. 

TNT

Thousands of words. 
They flicker for seconds before they vanish. They glow like vague reflections in a shallow tidepool. Soon to evaporate. 
Destined to expire. 
Those words of wanting. 

A short fused romance.


Saturday, March 15, 2014

Breathe

Breathe. 
Breathe and close your eyes.
Breathe, close your eyes, and think.

That gentle heart beat is your own. 
Focus.
 
That silence is your future. 
That silence is your past. 
Breathe.

'Til your thoughts become a burst of silence.