Is it calling me home? Are the lights that go astray my beacon? To life do I come? Or do I leave and give in, and then weaken? She says the lights are shining, Turn to stone, But I am asking, Are they calling me home? If they are calling me, why? And where, where... Continue Reading →
The Lights
Stop. I had to cry out as the lament began. It stopped. I had to find what was left in me again. It's coming. A beckoning cry began to say, I'm lonely, A little voice quietly starts to pray. Stop. That's where I said it hurts too much to say... But the flood doesn't stop... Continue Reading →
The Terror
There you are. When I said I saw you Standing there alone...I lied. But now, Now it's true, and you are standing here, new, Alone and different, distant, somehow. Maybe it's because you're not really here, Just here in the throes of my memory. You stand alone, looking at me, seer Of all that I... Continue Reading →
In the Darkness
My jaw set in that past midnight hour, And in that moment I think you then knew, That something you had said had gone quite sour, And something in me had risen 'gainst you. What you didn't know was the one white kiss, That passed between your mind to what's my own, When I found... Continue Reading →
Come
Come into me, lover of just my lips, Embrace this withered soul and bringit life Again. That cup of joy in which I sipped, Before the world grew grey with unsought strife. Perhaps if once upon the shores of skin, Your waves began to chase and trail, torment, A breath would surge forth from the... Continue Reading →
For a Moment of Time
Weeks have gone by since this cup has flowed out, And in that time i paced in paths unknown, But carefully I came to ny aetern shout, And waited at the feet to see what's shown. A figure passed whose form I nigh embraced, Another met in heartrooms corridor, The latter met and kissed my... Continue Reading →
A Mission
The pen rises again as I lay still, Worn through by the thoughts and whispers of life, Taunting me to find my dragons to kill, Laughing at my desire to escape strife. Resting in the arms one who made me, I ask if there could be a tender day, Where His princess could wellprotected be,... Continue Reading →
The Greats of Imagination
The ages saw one who true-lived his heart, Unashamed and diligent he was. He baited from within the deepest part, And pulled it forth, as the fisherman does. Another accompanied him sometime, Seeming to agree with most of his thought, But his structure was then revealed in rhyme, A picket fence around the albatross. The... Continue Reading →
The City on a Hill
Clanging in the night's clasp, light claws ashore, Imaging forth in iridesce through illustrious war Ages aspire, the aspiring wake, To thwart the thoughtful, the Theos in them take. As the mess of mayhem makes them die, The whispered ones arise and are made light, As one above awakens, kindles A new sight.
A Sign That Will Be Contradicted
We waited watching for what seemed an age, Surrounded by the soak of supple night, All tired in the toil terrible small flame, And found we found ourselves in th'founders light.
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