Purple black bruised skies I see you throbbing ‘For who?‘ ‘From what?‘ Bring up the storm Whip up the wind Let it howl Let it rain Let me catch the broken pieces I hold no shade no umbrella over me come pour I will catch the littlest drops of you with the whole of meContinue reading “Let it howl”
Carry these tunes from my lips Lead the way Oh winds of the wings along my heart carry this melody echoing across lands Lead the way I have let reason take flight My head disintegrated my body now roams headless don’t look disgusted at the open nakedness don’t look to possess The beating melody reigns
A piece of pulped wood charcoal smudged with fervent fingers a primal prayer imprinted and burnt in a flash of flames ashes ashes they float like dust moats momentarily suspended till a gust of wind send them scattering far and wide far and wide the air swirls with prayers an open jar never full neverContinue reading “Prayer Jar”
Let it tune you Let it come through tweak your rhythm a little wire it always a little higher with a little stumble a challenge heartbreak loss a catastrophe that shatters your spirit Let it through Let it through Don’t be afraid Don’t be afraid There is a promise of soaring beyond these tumbling wallsContinue reading “Tweaked”
Death reveals all in it’s nakedness I am.
how is it one word from you can send me spinning into an abyss one word and it has me bracing for impact the sound of your footsteps approaching has my shoulders raised to my ears a barricade my body self creates my insides roiling into a cool puddled mess as I float away toContinue reading “Uncorked Ears”
I seek refuge in words to escape from words the sweet irony in what gives you most joy gives you most pain what liberates you captivates you . . .
Everyone’s waiting with bated breath when the buzzing flies slows to a still when the winds stand and not a grain of sand shifts when oceans and lakes mirror the frozen skies. All waiting.. Waiting for the resounding crack of a shell breaking
A splinter in the vast A splice of time A day in Mayflies A momentary split Dawn till Night engulfs whole
Turn me inside out through words fully lived emptying the insides out into space till there is nothing of me left in here but everywhere . . .