past the
fresh turned up dirt
of plowed field,
the trees beckon.
beneath their shadow
lies the challenge.
what fears lurk beyond?
Moon,
bright and beautiful,
caresses you
with a phantom touch:
soothingly magical,
but
not
really
here.
what fears lurk within?
i turn,
compelled by the acrid
pull of the hearth.
to drink my tea,
and dream.
I miss lightning bugs,
and
loud ass cicadas.
and dusk’s
changing of the guard, as bat replaces swallow.
thats it.
moon rise
and wolf cries,
and
my heart’s eye sees
you,
kneeling
with
wings unfurled.
wild wicked nights await
me
and
you.
together we wait,
alone.
God,
rain (love)
over me,
and I will grow
soft in
surrender
absolute.
i am ready
to Fall,
again,
for the last
time,
with you…
to you….
fall
for
you…
and the moon rises
up from bended knee
to reflect
once again
upon me.
It’s been a long
time
since,
you know….
rolling and rattling
crumbling,
into what
will be.
pour another
and
One
more,
please.
…..
i need.
following
footprints trod in the softest snow,
in summertime.
the road goes on
and incomplete,
on, and
on,
from your front door.
neither map
nor compass;
merely
keeping the heart’s course.
keeping
the soul’s course.
walking,
until…
eyes
looking
away from all
can only look
within.
turned inward,
they cannot blink.
raw unreflected splendor
blinds the fearful
and faithful alike.
crimson and calico scatterdrop
sky
sings the blues
a deluge
of beauty
slips
away in a gale
and falls gently
to the floor.
windswept, driven
spent,
and pure
spring is
no more.
shambling through
the calming cool,
answers gather in a refuse pool.
and an angel sings,
and falls….
Life Begins.
is clean
ordorless
safe
and
free.
give enough,
and you receive
but little else
–
beautiful.
dare to shine,
devil may laud.
dare to love
devil guffaws.
dare
to bare
all,
and
bear the
burden
of
earnest-
and I
will laugh,
as you
star in your own
scene
from an italian restaurant.
through
reminds me,
I have fallen before,
Yet have not flew.
because,
i was thinking
of
not falling on you.
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