sneaking in
twixt memories of
a brighter future,
and love fulfilled,
it illuminates my way.
even as I feel the light
creeping up my spine,
I yearn for the security
of the enduring....
even as the intrepidity
of happenstance
haunts my every step,
the call of the familiar tugs
at my heart.
but this soul,
flickering with the waning spark of a supernova,
demands more.
Who am I to refuse?
Category: What it is
found
searing, and
sawing
this nostalgic mist,
(where fairies
and demons
grapple in wild congress
to conceive dreams once thought inconceivable),
a golden truth
peirces through,
lighting this golden path
to ruin and glory.
Walkin’
while wrestling with the surprise inevitabilities,
life crashes chaotically:
a jumble of grace and love and confusion and
destiny, all
tumbling skywards,
leaving me behind.
wings unbroken,
and path revealed,
I walk on,
humbled by the beauty of it all.
a perfect day
I|
woke
up and
smiled.
wrinkled glass
slipping in
twixt the
crevices of this heart,
your constancy
lures me away from
the mindless wanderings
of agnostic prayer.
upon the breaks
and
creases and
crinkles,
your broken surface
reflects the shattered remnants
of a soul undone.
Toxic Magic
unexpected
and anticipated,
your lurid games
flood my dreams with dwindling desire.
and as i sink
into the wonder
of tomorrow, and all it's
shadowy regret,
your illumination
scorches the night
with darkness and
memories unbidden.
and i stand free.
callow wisdom
songs of hope,
gentle
and pure,
strangle this
cautious worn-out heart,
yet still
it sings of joy
undiminished,
and the courage of love.
ignition
feeling
about
and within for the right words,
through darkness, void,
and
light,
he stumbles upon an old friend.
And
together they wait,
patiently,
for the the beginning.
hard chills
whispering in
on a cool summer’s wind,
the truth burns deep.
raw
and empty,
i call on the night to set me free.
the stars laugh
and the leaves sing my name,
as nothing reigns supreme again.
Phoenix Roars
blazing faint
on cool moonlit night,
love flees the divine:
the infinite pleasures
and passions
spun from a bond
everlasting
terrify the mediocre,
and other pretenders
to Truth.
burn with me Soulchild,
burn,
until the end.
let sin be the tinder;
let our souls fuel our flame.
let us devour this world whole,
or drown it
in glory.
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