burnt bridges
&
busted brooms
swept under
to fill the void,
along with the broken dreams
we never lost.
flights of fancy
dashed
mercifully
upon the truths of the past.
presents earned;
presence lost, only the
illusion remains
untouched.
clearing the ashes
by hand.
and so once again
we begin.
moonwalking into spring
i slip
back into winter’s cruel grasp.
cold solitude leaves me rooted
in a rootlessness that knows no end, and
tethered to a yearning
that has no name.
without pause or
doubt,
or fear of what may,
i pull
inexorably
to you.
the threads
of my life,
between nimble fingers,
tangled and knotted-
but we,
so far from besotted.
no way but up,
to fall into open arms.
no way but down,
to where we belong.
no way,
but the way
we forgot.
one path
to
a Love
destined.
one fall
to an
Oblivion
guaranteed.
one soul,
afire with hope &
purpose &
love.
whisper once
and hear
this soul echo
and ache.
whisper twice
and see
love cry.
whisper again
and feel
infinity slip
into a memory
anonymity masquerading as solitude.
fear,
tiptoeing
on hope’s serrated edge.
and we
drown
in a flood of famished desire.
decadent
in our deprivation.
ringing out
in the silent corners of my soul:
a joyous cacophony of love
and pain.
mothers call
and fathers cry….
over a future turned inside out.
looking back
across the storm
we must not fear.
we must not fail.
we sail upon
their very tears…
we must not fail
we must not fear
let us,
together,
take our struggles
and our hate,
and our fear….
let us bond these pieces
with love’s joy.
let us make our fathers
and
our mothers proud,
let us, together,
put them to rest
in peace
we must not fear.
howling
in the midnight wind.
pleading
for me to live.
who
have i become?
beg dry
and frightened eyes.
where
am
I?
i accept the sins of my past
which boil in my blood.
why won’t you feel history’s pain,
which taints yours.
dont you
want,
to be free?
fresh
and new.
tested and
true.
the future
awaits no one,
but you.
time fails
the uninitiated,
drowning young souls
in longing,
and want.
where are your
shiny scars
bearing lessons
ne’er forgotten?
where are your hopes,
but swinging strangely
like black fruit
in the empty breeze?
come lay your head
on this bed of ash feathers
and arise again;
remember
fearlessness.
come give yourself
unto your birthright,
come dance within my flame.
never quench
your rightful desire,
come learn your true name.
come,
and rise
again.
there
are not enough
words
to set me free.
and so I
remain
imprisoned
by a love
long forsaken,
but never
forgotten.
hunting truth
boldly and
without fear:
a fool’s quest
for
the uninitiated;
redemption perhaps,
for
the heartless lovers;
and Home,
for
the lost and broken.
moss laden forests
hide wanderer
memories
and lovers’ stolen
moments.
lost in that realm
of dream and wonder,
we dance
under an
eternal moon rise.
then kneel before
our fires divine.
as this day,
hallowed
and
ephemeral,
slips
noiselessly through
the veil of time
