Once again I was denied
the joy of feeling alive

Ruined by false hopes of yesterday,
colours of my dreams washed away

I mourned the lost of freedom,
beginning with our flawed union

Peace slipped through the cracks of my soul
I've lost everything I hold

Addicted to the game of chance
you lose our fortune to the cards!

Then you raised a mountain of debts,
ignoring me as I wept

When you lost your mind to the bottle
I dreaded the night filled with hurt

Circling vultures
a metallic taste
an intense chill
rapid recollections
as you fade away
into oblivion
all that remains
are the memories
you impressed upon others

jumping
this clatter
announcing
gracious

stalk veneer

breathing
tinder valves
alive
beneath the cage
silken skin
smooth in sunlight
dappled limbs
leaning in the haze
of moment

book bent
hair strands
an ocean of arcadia
dreams
realms of scents
expensive
foriegn shored
bottle stored

wrist to clavicle
swept
borne
radiant arousal
sweaters weave
in lush alluvial
tints

As the sun comes up over the horizon
A new beginning is offered to all mankind
The same beginning that has been offered for eon's

How you chose to use the day is your decision
Being wise in the choices you make is always good
Taking time to think about your goals and vision

Remembering everyone falls, but is not done
And there is room for change, the path is not defined
Considering the things that define your action

Your pen dances with the grace of a swan
and the words flow smoothly from your thoughts
forming the fabrics of great poetry
that has always filled me with envy

My pen stumbles in my trial,
struggling with cliches and prose,
finding ways to carve imagery
into verses filled with subtle words..

Share with me your wisdom, my dear friend
I crave to reach the starry heights
but my feet are still rooted to earth.
still i cling to this dream for all its worth

no one owns you
by now
so many would have shared
but one truth you convey
love alone can be shared

in real earnestness
when two souls are compared
to a pair of flowers
swaying in the sunny breeze

you two give us all such a thought
as one's love
is in the air
who soever may we be
do with us your secret love share

then notes we will compare
who amongst us
is a better pair

Settling in the spring stirring
the lights focus dazed
an echo soft craving droplets
dripping velvet

tasting like candy
smokey darkness
enveloped in negatives
emerging like a chrysalis
pushed through hours
of longing

raised ghostflesh
through sheens of shirts
the buttons like moons
pearl and hardened
silk labels parch edged
rubbings against the
thirty three bones of
spine

Woe is me oh
I am a torn soul
torn Torn
between two worlds’

One black
one gray
woe is me
a candle
A candle
in a storm
never enough light
to see the ground
upon which
are pieces of me.

Shattered, I am shattered
and I can not embrace
life or anything new
for my hands are, are torn,
torn and filled with
the jagged pieces of me.

Adrift, I am adrift
through life
an empty vessel
that longs only to be
filled with melancholy.