do not bow to the voice of a broken heart
when you sway on the branches of willow’s siren song,
but follow the call of hope beyond today
and be a Phoenix, once more.
in those merciless hours
when truth and faith collide,
it is not the easiest task
to be Peter Pan.
for better or worse you sound
like glass, crunching
beneath the strained heels of Atlas.
I didn’t witness you wrap around yourself
in intricate layers,
but I can still see the faint ember glow
beneath the smoke-stained stories
you forged, unmistakably.
filled with courage-scented turmoil
left of where my heart would lie,
I walk forever
and a day.
will i find you
where sparrows swallow
milky, filtered twilight;
where curtains sway
in lonely brother’s mournful breath?
will i find you
chipped nails scratching
dignity’s former grave
into dust-covered floor boards
& we wander
between coffee cups and autumn homes
to whatever end.
in the flapping lives of vulnerability
lies the secret to unwanted treasure.
forges belch mediocrity & shackled minds
hammer Gods to plated earth ~
it is the twisted path of the ancient
we see crumbling at our feet;
and forth we go
to nominate oblivion
as our shepherd.
is that all there is?
artwork: Salvador Dalí’s “Archeological Reminiscence of Millet’s Angelus”
last night your tiny voice
played catch with moonbeams,
and in an instant of clarity,
your words rang true.
for too long i have buried you
under the stench of make-believe,
and waxen smiles, painted lipstick-red,
fastened lies to the surface.
it was the mirror of the moon
that thrust this bladed truth through prison’s flesh,
and feeble, makeshift lies flaked off my callused mind
to leave me bare & bathed in light.
i am sorry i failed you
for so long.
it is time for change.
Mary over at dVerse invites us to write an ‘epistolary poem’ for Poetics today – I wrote a letter-poem to myself. The timing couldn’t have been more perfect, thank you, Mary.
As I am going through some major changes in my life, I do not know how often I will be able to write over the next couple of weeks – time will tell. It will be quite a journey on my end, so bear with me…
I would like to say thank you to my wonderful readers and fellow poets… you never cease to amaze me.
See you soon!