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THIS SIDE OF THE MOONOn this side of the Moon I exist, giving kissesTHIS SIDE OF THE MOON1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
to your reflection I glimpse in the confectionary
rush of Night, but you don't see me so impending
wishes I fold beneath my skin with the Desire
skimming the surface of unrestrained storms,
oh how I wish I could fall into you like the
soft pelts of autumn rain that fall into me,
dilating my eyes with Starlight, in unstable
upheaval I sit on the brim of a lonely Star
with just a freckle of a dream making me weak
with longing, anticipating the weight of Sky
my thoughts are guided by the moonlit wash I see
streaming from your side of the Moon, and again
I wonder do you wish to pasteuri
INNER SANCTUMReflections crimson and cream-with some purpleINNER SANCTUM1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
musings too-I am the kiss that the Twilight leaves
to linger on my home's humble shingles, the many
halcyon sirens my soul spies stirs in me, a place
of vibrant reflection and resounding introspection,
where drowsy Sunsets sheathe themselves in the
prelude of Moontides, and the air I breathe colors
my inner sanctum with the visions only I can see,
scribbling people into existence with the amorous
virtues of my pen, goading me to write from the
shadows where I reside, libating indigo passages
with whispers of willful white, how could I not
love myself, every spider weave that catches m
KISSING GHOSTSIn the Night I see her, an angel of stoneKISSING GHOSTS1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
and feather casting a pale illumination
over my grave, upon her cheek tears linger
a vulnerable stain, how I wish I could kiss
them away and taste their poetry calligraphing
a wish, just one absent-minded wish to be
loved, over her impenetrable nude she wears
a weave of spiderwebs, I see the nightmares
that hide in their gossamer folds, beckoning
the Dark's many collectibles into her shade,
but her soul is wet with secrets, her eyes
are hollowed out by deja vus, her lips bleed
from being too tightly sewn shut, but oh how
I want to love her quietly-silent and spectral
-how my groin aches
THE SILENT SWANThe Sea's blue breathing womb gave birthTHE SILENT SWAN1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
to all creatures, giving life to Silence,
speech to the Unconscious, sight to the
Blind, but something extraordinary also
emerged from out of the Sea's native waters
-a swan emerged, she was the most exquisite
and glorious bird that the Waters of Life
had ever birthed, her Beauty shone like
supple silver, so pure that it stole the
speech and sight of all worldly creatures
who gazed upon her singular greatness,
but this swan was born a mute, as mute
as unwritten paper, she had no halcyon
voice, she had no living note to sing.
She lived with her heart speaking from her
eyes-in her gracefu
MAIDEN MEMBRANEFalling, softly falling through the Night,MAIDEN MEMBRANE1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
my ideals are scattered like pollen by the
bees who sting my thoughts open, and I wonder
how I got here-a wreck drowning on a sandy
shore-how did I fall so far through this
sensuous glare, blurring the lines of my
once white lily into a scarlet window where
pain is pleasure and pleasure is a fleeting
pulsebeat, I must be a fool for letting you
rupture my maiden membrance when your words
were so cruel, I must be starved for simple
affection to allow my Purity to be bedded,
but strange Devotion never smiled at me and
tears only increased with the Night, falling,
softly falling on the bar
TO AUTUMN, WEARIED OF HIS TAILAutumn, Autumn, my little boy geckoTO AUTUMN, WEARIED OF HIS TAIL1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
blazing brighter than the Twilight Sun,
faster by far you are than the falling
toy of Autumn leaves-but sweeter than
maple sugar you can be, on a day as
subtle as the retreat of Winter's shade
you must have been in a restless mood,
full of sprintime spunk and fiesty show,
for when I attempted to remove you from
your rustic home so I may complete my
cleansing duties you put on a show of
such freaky woe I had never seen before!
Autumn, Autumn, wearied of your tail
you must have been for my maternal care
failed to calm the panic fluttering in
your little breast-until finally you
dropped your sl
CANDLELIGHT HAUNTINGSDragons, those immortal guardians of FireCANDLELIGHT HAUNTINGS1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
and Treasure, I see them in the candleflame
flickering tongues of Immortality, they haunt
the Silence that clings to the Darkness,
I could never be indifferent to them or the
insanity that comes to me in my awkward hours,
it is then I am most comfortable, my home
flickers with the dragons that live in the
candleflame, and Yesterday's blue halcyon
rain makes me wet with unrequited Desires.
Dragons, how I love their smoldering licks that
transform the shadows into words, and me into
the weeping resemblance of a normal person, but
being normal is death to my awkward brilliance
-I am a match
SIREN'S SONGPassion pulls me under the waves, sweetSIREN'S SONG1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
and strong, I crest these moonlit waters
as they lift me up, a song that captured
visions of this deep abyss I call my home,
I sing my madness in notes that spiral
outward from my halcyon throat, into the
silversapphire shimmer of a dream they float,
the Sea's sensual slide pulls me under again
as I sing of the beauty that eclipses my
pure heart, oh I dare not breathe through
my permeable eyes lest the Stars within drown.
I am haunted by a lifetime of loneliness
that gilds my voice, none can escape my
melodious lure-neither can I escape to the
shore of sanity when the Sea shimmers blue
in
DARKEST STARShe exists in an inevitable vacancy, a Dark StarDARKEST STAR1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
shining beneath my skin, frayed by these undone
laces of Pain where only emotion-broken and liberating
-climax my secret heartache with the tears of a
lifetime and circumstances that still leave their
shadows inside me, stalking my Dark Star where
she writes...but her last rhythmic blow of light
guides me outward to align my vulnerability with
the blood-ink of the Universe, and there my soul
sips the starry spill of the Milky Way as I stretch
myself from Star to Star, searching to pluck out
the words where they imbed themselves in me, deep-
seated nettle and lyrics of white, I can f
A TEACUP OF TEARSSitting on the brim of a teacup I see theA TEACUP OF TEARS1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
token of my wasted emotion, a teardrop flawlessly
shed when I shattered from too much absent care,
now tears feed my anorexic torment, and I stare
in the mirror at a girl not really here but just
an unsung echo the shadows had coaxed apart,
memories hollow out the Eternity from my eyes
as they internalize my sleepless pain, I look
at the scars that dehydrate the sweet nectar
of my Purity and my face crumpled with derelict
Sorrow...and I wonder what am I doing to myself,
wasting my sobs in the blur of a mistake that
now silhouettes my mind, my sanity grows thinner
as I find another splinte
VESTAL VIGILPurelyVESTAL VIGIL1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
she looked down from where she sat on the
rim of a Star, watching as the milky way
flowed continuously past her, piercing the
blue veil where her sad thoughts took refuge,
a hymn slanting softly from the bare murmurings
of her lips she breathed into the austere
atmosphere, where she stood and watched the
fall of one of her cherished daughters...
a tear slipped free, from the crystal cabinet
of her eyes a single tear fell.
Down
she gazed at her daughter feeling sure that her
chastity was immortal, a warm quilt under which
she slept, behind closed doors she lived alone
with Nature's kin her only family, she didn't
know th
DANCING WITH DEMETEROnce, I met Demeter in the furrows of my Dreams,DANCING WITH DEMETER8 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
golden and gilding where my shade on flightless
wing flew inward, I heard her speak to me, words
of honey dripping into an amber remembrance
"never forget" she whispered, "never forget who
you are", so in the nativity of Solitude I practiced
my art, scribbling poems inked with my blood and
tears, I studied the veins of trees and drank the
blood that detoured from them, diluting Obscurity
with Need, Force with Fluidity, turning Burdens
into a garden of Blessings, I learned to assert
my Femininity from watery temple within to the
socialist Darkness without, I learned to be true
to my
BY THE ASPHODELS...The Night disorders my mind, dusting my griefBY THE ASPHODELS...8 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
with the sweet recall of her relief, dowsing
my heat with an inner snowfall, I let myself
drift into the shiny sounds of Silence-and
inhale my tears from following me home again,
the rain is all I feel against my misused body
disordered too much by Misery's tearful glaze,
but the Asphodels know what I wish to forget
and they windmill the rain to covet the blue
from my shade...I am bare but not barren...
My heart is all I have to call my own, teary
stained it remembers what I wish to forget,
but the Asphodels won't let me drink from Lethe
so these ghosts I must befriend as they follow
ESKIMO SHOREThe Night is a blue halo stringing me to theESKIMO SHORE2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Moon, she feared I would get lost again to the
motions of my intangible state, but no pale
gleaming abstraction can keep me from losing
myself to the acoustics of softly imprinted
remembrances-not anymore, once they swelled
fast and sure in my veins like sugar, and glazed
my skin in the honey that incinerated my once
virtuous compass, my heart will always remember
the melancholy impressions that beckoned me
to slice and skewer, and the words seething
my birthright with a shanty of lies, there was
too much spoken suspension for me to accept,
and the Truth couldn't pretend to be less tha
I WILL LET THE STARS OUT SLOWLYI will let the Stars out slowly from theI WILL LET THE STARS OUT SLOWLY1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
fabric of my mind, soft-centered in me they
were, these jewels of Eternity shining high
in the navel of my Nights, I will let the
Stars out with every shivering white sigh
of my soul colliding against the Silence,
she makes silk of my scars as I undress,
searching for a glimpse of flesh that I'll
recognize, but the Stars are all I see...
shining just for me...these jewels of Eternity,
they tint my familiar mortality and dissolve
me into a perfect moment of quiet serenity,
I watch as they paint my Dreams with their
palette of glitter and frost, unseaming the
rust from my past so my Beauty
FORSAKENED-NEVERDaylight was never new to me, the hemlineFORSAKENED-NEVER1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
of her hours was always too high, and I was
the dusky murmur that sought the shelter
of some nocturnal retreat, Daylight has never
been my friend, her Sun scorched my Silence
and rattled my Stillness, she was too proud
to follow my natural resonance so she banished
my eyes to the outskirts of reality-curtailing
the tempo of my possibility-while her highways
rushed with the exhaust of her artificial
relays, Daylight was never kind to me, her
rays blemished my blossom with too much cheery
Sun and not enough moony cascade, she could
never understand the magic I invoked from the
secret place
SLITHERS IN THE SANDWhen brassy Days overbrim your cup with strange clamorSLITHERS IN THE SAND1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
can you feel me brush your cheek where many tears laid
their sorrow, can you hear the whispers of my ghostly enamor
as you weep for another memory never to fade?
When Nights skim the surface of your silent pleasures
my love is still there, a violet rarity few others have shared,
can you feel me with you, filling you with the treasure
of our piece of Eternity, can you feel my sighs in the air?
When Dawn fades to Dusk and in nocturnal hours you hide,
can you sense my lingering spirit and feel my embrace
cool against your heat, your candlelit writings I have spied,
do you know it'
Mental conflictSeek not solace in thy tears, nor blame am irksome wind.Mental conflict2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Black-bellied clouds will not retreat, from thine accusing eye.
Whipping rain may bring its sting, tormenting exposed flesh.
Or humid heat distress the skin, breathed down from crimson sky.
Fling not thy thoughts away from you, in petulant contempt.
When inner self cries for attention, to draw your thoughts within,
Close outer doors to wandering thought, seek quietness in your mind.
Self-judgement can be cruelly harsh, perhaps that's your guilty sin.
Your mind is mapped out as terrain, with many twists and turns.
Ethereal travel could be yours, to seek and test its laws.
Wan
The ride of your lifeYou found yourself aboard this train,The ride of your life2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The day you first were born.
In innocence you travel hence,
Just once your path gets worn.
Challenging hills and swerving dales,
Its course you had to follow.
Many dusks and dawns you'll see,
And tunnels long and hollow.
The journey starts at leisurely pace,
For life has much to teach.
But soon the pace increases,
As for your goal you reach.
No destination had you in mind,
Clickety-clack, increasing speed.
You follow on the rails of life,
Many perils you will heed.
You scatter deeds both good and bad,
Make a friend or deadly foe.
You ride with indecision,
And reap what you do sow.
Wedding vows 2Wilt thou agree to take this manWedding vows 22 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Forever close, a vine upon thy tree.
Where you may flourish and grow as one
In mutual care, from all impediments free.
Wilt thou now hold this man,
Give him shelter from the storm.
With gentle care and firm embrace,
Free from all anger torn.
Wilt thou promise to this man,
Each dawn will bring fresh light.
To both stand firm in troubled times,
And all adversity fight.
Wilt thou, in union adore this man,
Your springtime love duet.
For all the years that follow thus,
Give thanks for when you met.
Age gracefully with this chosen man,
To watch your saplings grow.
Sprung from the seed of faithful l
Wedding Vows 1Wilt thou take this womanWedding Vows 12 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
With all her charm and grace,
And give to her the strength she needs
Beneath that gown of lace.
Wilt thou honour this woman,
And cherish her winsome ways.
Keep alive her shining smile,
All through the autumn haze.
Wilt thou adore this woman
Who has pledged her love to you.
To keep her safe and free from harm
In all the things you do.
Wilt thou compare this woman
To a rose petal's lightest kiss.
Recognising her inner beauty,
Satisfy her dreams of bliss.
Wilt thou forgive this woman,
As dawn forgives the night.
She never offered perfection,
Seeking only what is right.
Wilt thou lay with this woman
Come fly with meSoar heaven high on eagle's wings,Come fly with me2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
See earth's curve far below.
Spread wide your wings, catch thermal push,
Skim mountains dipped in snow.
Trail silver ribbons of river glide,
As slanting sun gives life.
Sparkling rocks and waterfalls,
Where aquatic dash is rife.
Glide forth on feathered wingtips,
Where sunset kisses land.
Horizons giddy vista calls,
From fields to golden sands.
This land has much to offer,
To feed your hungry soul.
Envelope it with joyous swoop,
As beauty does unroll.
Come fly with me, we'll kiss the stars,
Our wings not earthly bound.
Blue planet smiling far below,
Our freedom we have found.
WHAT A GHOST KNOWS...And there was a rare rapture in the whispersWHAT A GHOST KNOWS...1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
that Winter breathed over my skin-where your
touch once skimmed-now replaced by the kiss
of frost that crept up my spine, decaying
lifetimes and shedding mortality-tossing shadows
on my walls, I felt a presence reveal to me
its vague veracity as I assembled myself to
accept its fever upon my psyche-touching and
not touched-my thoughts traced an invitation
into the shivering gloom as I felt Winter
slowly settle over me, inching up my vertebrae
one by one until the Silence thrusted her
tongue against my palpable soul, against my
moonlit mauve lips she offered me a cup of
blood for my bl
MY POET'S BLOODSHEDIn the Night I flay the skin off my soulMY POET'S BLOODSHED1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
with the bloody end of my faithful quill,
the explosion of my emotion sharpens my skill
into another poetic bloodshed, again I cannot
sleep-I can hardly stand under the weight
of my tears resurrecting another memory from
my body's misused tissue, my heart oh please
don't break before another poem I bleed onto
this virgin paper, pale and cold it waits...
waiting for my sorrow to dismantle my treasury
of Hurt into multi-jeweled words for people
to read and appreciate their bloodshed splendor,
freshly plucked from my flesh, I gouge out my
eyes and fill their sightless sockets with
Innocence
Sta.sh
