Starlit DreamStarlight dancer
On the moonbright windowsill,
with delicate lace-tendrils
twined against her tender frame.
Whispers of moonlight
float across her eyes,
smothering the sunset
amidst her frosted gaze.
She hears the sound
Of sundown and sunrise,
amidst the colors in
her tired eyes.
ballerinas pirouette their illusions
to nature's lightening strike,
beneath her ebony, shadow sky,
with shooting stars spelling dreams.
Dreams of words and colors,
and whispers of wonder.
with hollow gems of tear-water
wrapping around her cheekbone.
her dreams are slipping away.
Truth Is What You'll Findthe truth is, i never really know.Truth Is What You'll Find6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
i don't know what i'm feeling,
or why my heart skips three beats
when she walks down hallways
that i've never even seen.
the truth is, that somedays i
feel like i'm holding air,
bottling feelings till they explode.
whispering secrets to the night sky
and wishing i could feel.
i don't know what i'm not saying,
and i wish that i could hold her.
but that can't happen. it's not possible.
i can't be there when the sun sets;
all this fear is seeping out
of the wholes that i thought
i closed up so very long ago.
and i don't know what to think.
the truth is: i don't know
the secret is: i wish i did
you wanted the truth, so
the truth is what you'll find.
I imagined me with youeven if i deserved a happy ending, yours is far more beautiful than i could ever have.I imagined me with you6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and though i'd love you to be my warm sunshine, i know that i could never hold on to you.
so i guess that means all i've got left are these forgetfuls to remember
Washed in BloodWashed in bloodWashed in Blood7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
will you ever be set free,
Of pain so great
in your bitter heart?
Wishing and waiting
Someday to find
That your Justice
I'm not saying
that what he did
But was I?
We have tongues
Hands of Iron
and Fists of steel.
Words now soft
and ever pleasing to the ear
are turned to Poison
in the whispers of
Hatred and Despair
Smack went the Hammer,
As Thunk went the Nail.
It was my hand, your hand, Our hands
That drove it home.
Sonnet II - CollabWe just can't stop, won't stop, don't stop running:Sonnet II - Collab6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
though amidst the tempest warning glares seek.
Only to be stopped by stars so stunning;
Imps watching, hungry for her heart's deceit.
Gauzed with trepidation, our Angel falls:
ringlets resting amongst autumn-kiss leaves.
A voice, singing soft, while her small heart calls
amidst this silent lovely autumn breeze.
Her Hallowed voice rung through desolate fields:
through the vacant blossoms and empty blooms.
Hear this moonlight, it shall be not a shield
among this darkness, among this dark gloom.
Pump her heart once; it cannot beat alone,
her binding tethers loose; now, may she roam.
Starshine ReflectionsStarshine Reflections6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
reflection and starshine
hold an invisible beauty.
whispers locked up
in the ringlet waves
paint wonders in images
that we'll never see again
reflection has an
invisible camera marked
by moonstruck stones
and bright bright stars.
The surface of the
water is her film.
sunlight on the river
and moonlight in her eyes:
all the light i'll ever need.
What will he hear?when whispers from her lipsWhat will he hear?6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
reach heavy laden ears with
secret words and secret hearts:
What will he hear?
Lost Hearts - Collabdear journal,Lost Hearts - Collab6 years ago in General More Like This
i know i haven't written anything to you in a long while. it's been a hard week and an even worse year. i hope you don't mind. i know you won't. it's just... i feel cold all over. i stopped bleeding ink when i get hurt. can you find my heart? yesterday, i think she drowned in the river.
Dear boy with ice for blood,
Please don't hate me, but I couldn't save her.
It was a Sunday night and I was tired. We struggled near the pier. She was shaking and screaming, she told me it wasn't worth it, she told me you didn't love her anymore. Her hands tasted like fire and her eyes were glaciers, and I sizzled and fell to ash.
I couldn't hold her back. I'm sorry.
don't tell me that! i need to believe that i can wake up and she'll be here. it's all that keeps my blood thawed enough to breathe. i wish.... i don't know. i never know what i want. it's not fair. maybe someday these words will bring he
Free WishesWishes are wastedFree Wishes6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
On regrets, and fears.
Words are lost
In the shadow's found here:
We can't unsay,
And we'll never undo
The whispered lies
And halftruths unwanted.
The unmeant crimes
Of our fearful hearts.
We're just broken people
With broken voices
And hearts that stopped
Ticking three years ago.
We're all just as
Messed up as the poor man
Who stands on the corner,
Waiting for forgiveness.
But can't we see?
We've been set free.
Clouds and Skyscraperssome days, all I can see are skyscrapers,Clouds and Skyscrapers6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
wishing they could block the clouds
But some clouds are too bright to block
And others will just seep through.
It was just yesterday that a glimmer
of a whisper of a hope of sunlight
peaked through the clouds covering my heart.
And in that instant, I remembered.
There were happier days, not too long ago
When birds took flight under sunshine so bright.
All I can see are the bright sunlight patterns
that have been scratched into the clouds;
No matter how hard I try to fly
Dreams are just the pigment
In which reality is painted
And I cannot escape
The Letter JjThe Letter J6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
comes against the wicked.
like the ocean's tide.
a decree of retribution
is all that i could give,
but He grants judgments
of forgiveness and freedom.
Why would i lose joy at the sight of our Judge?
Music in the FireBut there is music,Music in the Fire7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Lost in the fires and flames.
It gurgles and dances
With every flickering light.
And the music is soft,
But grander than the sun.
The words to which are lost
In the dance that is never
Learned nor taught to anyone.
Even the ashes dance
With a wordless joy,
And the wood gives light
For its silent harmonies.
Remember all the days long done
And all the time we've never had.
Remember the air, as it burns
With a heat now harsh, now soft.
And all the words spoken above
The flames. That's the dance,
And the music of our time.
That is the hour spent "wasting"
Away. And yet still more meaning
is left there than anywhere else.
Summer's Eve - Collabold rusty swings,Summer's Eve - Collab6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
found under the starlight.
moonbright rays and
eyes sparkling bright.
Piercing through the black,
her giggles caressed the air.
whispers of an angel,
holding her near.
Angels wings caught the tears
of the broken in the night.
Tear drops of a shattered heart
and a whispered empty tomb.
Like screams in the night she
longed for love to come,
but it never came.
she knew it wasn't coming.
When her heart at last felt hopeless,
she kissed the lips of death
Missing a heart?well here, please have mine,Missing a heart?6 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
cause it beatbeatbeats for you.
for you, just for you
Whirlwind in the StarsI am the whirlwind in the starsWhirlwind in the Stars7 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I wonder at the one who holds the sun
I hear the sounds of laughter
I see the starlit beauty of the skies
I want to hold your heart
I am the whirlwind in the stars
I pretend that you can see me
I feel tremblings in the hiccups of the earth
I touch the sound of heaven's song
I worry of days which are too short
I cry for all the unnamed sorrows
I am the whirlwind in the stars
I understand the beat of galaxies
I say everything in the words of nothing
I dream of all the days gone by
I try to dance your fears away
I hope someday you'll find my words
I am the whirlwind in the stars
The Letter OoThe Letter O6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The sound in a small shout,
and the center of words vast and small.
desired by the King, whispered by
the smallest child.
the last, the ending. the Ender.
What's in an offering from an empty heart?
Just LettersBut I'm just letters,Just Letters6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
That you'll never see.
I'm just words typed
On a blank screen,
The shining bright white
Staring back at me.
Numbers dialing nowhere
Won't reach me,
And whispered "iloveyous"
On the radio signal
Can't reach into
The Faraday cage that
I call my heart.
Cause I'm just a deaf man,
Lying on the backstreet,
Hoping there is no one
Mistaking me for dead:
But you've known
That's all I am inside.
Dearest No OneDearest "No One":Dearest No One6 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I got your letter today. I'm wishing I could see you, and maybe I will one day. At least in these letters, words, thoughts, dreams, paintings, pictures.
The nightmare called life seems to have stripped you bare. You said you thought I'd know what to say? Well I don't... (But that's never stopped me anyways).
Please don't cry for too long. But I know you will. I can still smell the salty tears on the edge of the paper.
I'm sorry that words will never be enough. Never enough. And it wouldn't matter if I pretended to hold you. You'd know it's just a lie. That's all we ever have.
But you're lovely, and wonderful. Someday... maybe you could tell me your real name?
Alcoholic TearsBut I'm drunk on you,Alcoholic Tears6 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Your intoxicating eyes.
What else could I need?
ImagineI could imagineImagine6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
the whispers in my ears,
and the breath on my shoulder.
I can hear the sound
and I can feel the heat
of another person holding onto me.
but what good does that do,
if i'm by myself?
Well, for the moment I'm alone.
and now i know it.
Broken MirrorAlright?Broken Mirror7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Don't just smile away...
This is the day that
We already have.
A dance of blindmen
Leading the blind.
A singing of the deaf,
And a sharp word from the mute.
It's the left when
We are headed right,
And the dance
Of the lame.
Before we can ever be free...
We have to see.
We have to find ourselves.
We don't expect the mirror
To fix itself,
Because we aren't aware
That it was ever not this way.
Life and LoveThe thing about life,Life and Love6 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Is no one understands it
Once the moment's passed.
the thing about love,
Is that it's always worth it
Until it's over.
beautifulbeautifulbeautiful6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The Sun still shining
On a cloudy day.
The beat of a heart
As it fritters away.
Dancing on moonshadows,
Hand in hand.
We'll hear the piano, grand.
It plays now soft,
And now so strong.
Can't you wait a while?
It's not so long.