An Umbered trunk; my leaning post
with umbrellas of Viridian shade
I contemplate my thoughts of him
under the colors He made
Cerulean views of water
soothing my Crimson dreams
my passions painted Impasto
on a canvas of Scarlet themes
Gazing Cobalt cotton pillows
resting my Prussian Blue mind
as scents of Vermilion flowers
guide me through fiery blind
Whispers of Oxide prisms
breathing a Crystalline gloss
tears for a face Alabaster
crying the brushstroke of loss
Sunday, August 30, 2009
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
Insomnia
A philharmonic noise
resides inside my head
I cannot get to sleep
because its strings are in my bed
A sedative of rhythm
not my lullaby
instead a rude awakening
of a grace I can't deny
I will not win this battle
I'm thinking I'll give in
I venture to the attic
to save my violin
I find its leather coffin
dusty from the years
inside a cancelled concert
bringing me to tears
I free it from its stifle
craving wood's embrace
as epiphanies of music
whisper to my face
A bowed rejuvenation
of concerto we once played
effortless reminding of
the notes that never fade
I play a reminiscent
of the beauty in my head
as both of us are weeping
for the passion we have bled
In final resignation
of the dreams I put away
I place my sleepless nights
upon the mantle for display
Quavering
I tremble
the thought
of your heart
in my head
I shudder
while waiting
to see you
again
I stumble
my words
when speaking
my heart
I stagger
the pain
of being
apart
I waver
with ardor
the feelings
you spin
I quiver
your touch
that flutters
my skin
the thought
of your heart
in my head
I shudder
while waiting
to see you
again
I stumble
my words
when speaking
my heart
I stagger
the pain
of being
apart
I waver
with ardor
the feelings
you spin
I quiver
your touch
that flutters
my skin
Sunday, August 16, 2009
Writing
I cannot write like I have time,
and there's so much I have to say..
'cause tomorrow is not promised,
so I will write it all today!
I don't know how to do it,
with all these adjectives in my brain..
I am courting my thesaurus,
whilst my dictionary goes insane!
I've been writing all this twaddle,
'tween breaks of recollection..
my common sense just told me,
"you'll never reach perfection!"
So slowly I approach my words,
with the wisdom of my peers..
crossing all of my fingers and toes,
that I have a few more years!
and there's so much I have to say..
'cause tomorrow is not promised,
so I will write it all today!
I don't know how to do it,
with all these adjectives in my brain..
I am courting my thesaurus,
whilst my dictionary goes insane!
I've been writing all this twaddle,
'tween breaks of recollection..
my common sense just told me,
"you'll never reach perfection!"
So slowly I approach my words,
with the wisdom of my peers..
crossing all of my fingers and toes,
that I have a few more years!
Sunday, August 9, 2009
Soliloquy
A soliloquy of tears, I shed upon this day
Alone I dance the fears, thrust into my sway
Abhorring intervention, I do this so I can pray
A monologue of cleansing, to send me on my way
Awash in my regret, of tears that I deplore
Announcing to myself, the sins I do no more
As redemption for my life, removes me from my chore
An astounding ray of light.. guides me to the door
Alone I am no further, as many stand so fine
Awaiting my arrival in a light that's solely mine
Approaching with new tears, a joy that I resign
Accepting all the glory of a presence so divine
Allowing for the grandeur of everything I see
A moment of hesitation, brings me to my knees
A Paradise unearned, for it cannot be for me..
As an angel whispers softly, "this is all He wants for thee."
Alone I dance the fears, thrust into my sway
Abhorring intervention, I do this so I can pray
A monologue of cleansing, to send me on my way
Awash in my regret, of tears that I deplore
Announcing to myself, the sins I do no more
As redemption for my life, removes me from my chore
An astounding ray of light.. guides me to the door
Alone I am no further, as many stand so fine
Awaiting my arrival in a light that's solely mine
Approaching with new tears, a joy that I resign
Accepting all the glory of a presence so divine
Allowing for the grandeur of everything I see
A moment of hesitation, brings me to my knees
A Paradise unearned, for it cannot be for me..
As an angel whispers softly, "this is all He wants for thee."
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