not so hidden
rising to the skin
exposed to time and life
open air propagates
and the cycle spins
until the fire within
destroys
what once was
only a lonely soul
lost in search of love
All the hate
surveillance
thumbprints press hard
on the outer part to shape shift being
into a failed construct
facade
hiding a soul looking for the light behind
to dispel shadows and such
searching for life beyond the creep of forced ideals
into everlasting peace
65
More years behind than ahead
Tomorrow with no lasting definitions or weight
Just a wall of trees guiding the way home
kissed by too many suns.
A touch of grace
to have and to hold
this day beginning to end….
FLIGHT FIGHT
Jays own the trees
up. down.
round the row
of closed doors,
home to the lonely
fallen ones
with broken wings of expectation
failing flight and fight.
Red
bleeding out,
stop
color blind,
hot
change and die,
drop
never blush-
red
Refraction
Time bends moist moments
into pain
birthing
refractions
of shallow hope
with life lines into tomorrow
The Kiss
When life is taken
Time stops
Reverses even
Memory cradles Moments
Mistakes and
Madness
Hear then the chimes awaken
All souls
Forgiven en mass
Resurrected
Kissed
Death to life imagined
Beget
I will remember
this innocence
tattered by life and broken
dead
grace be damned
and fathered still
I will remember
though knowing too late
the father loss pain
of his begetting
Nocturnal
When will it be okay to just be tired?
not angry
-startled by shadows of fear
not depressed
-nursing hate into despair
not anxious
-spinning wants into the air
Just tired
-resting calm
eyes closed
-finding peace
Regret
Listening
between the lines
of gray and green,
dreaming
lost in regret
with want and hope.
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