As soaring tides of desperation
Rise and roar within
I stare with open, broken eyes
And wish that I could swim
Drownt
Year: 2018
And so she went away…
Eventide Blessing~*
As twilight shines in peace upon
Your resting head until the dawn
May your worries wash away
And all your hurries settle slow
And may your mettle form the clay
In which your pedals grow
Oh gentle spirit, in mental form
May your inner cinder warm
The tinder in your tender heart
Akin the sun that starts to shine
Upon your clear and waking mind
Cowl
Lost to the wilds of the beasts of behaviour
By way the crow flies my soul is a saviour
But here in the hard-pack of trails that twist
Tween tar-dripping trees in gales of mist
Where the wails of beasts are the sirens that call
To the beggars and tyrants that live in us all
Here there lies fearful, untold incantations
Behind us are footfalls of old iterations
And nearer and nearer we draw to the black
Of a swallowing future with no turning back
Curse all these vines!
Curse these unknowns!
Curse all the signs of the seeds that we’ve sown
And curse all the times that we’ve grown into men
Only to find little boys once again
Lost in the darkness
Lost to what glows
Lost even to skies, except for the crows
That caw at what cries in the forests below
Hunted by beasts on the prowl
We used to take time to sing to the stars
Now we just look up and howl
All of it comes back to me
Some days I get tired
Some days I feel feint
And then some days the world’s inspired
And I sing and craft and paint the dreams
that other days just ain’t
Some days when all the ways are wide
And open-ended, starry-eyed
And all the walls I once defended
Crumble to their sides…
I look upon this ancient book
Of dreamers, leapers, and all it took
To build a thrilling tale of glory
Known as Humans, and my story
Culminates upon a moment staring open, free
…and all of it comes back to me
All the visions of what I love, what I want
And all I shove aside in dreary days when I can’t see
Funny how the darkness hides
All my growing, glowing sides
And when my moon draws back the tides
From wherever they may be…
All of it comes back to me
Every treasure, every dream
Every gleaming leisure seen
Every pleasure that I’ve beamed
within me that’s worth measuring
Everything I once thought lost
Imprisoned by a lonely frost
Or taken due to karma’s cost
is scattered on my beach
All I’ve gathered in this life
is ever in my reach
So let me set my moon upon
A shining sea in search of dawn
Where blinding rays have never shone
so clear upon my eyes
Let me rise and know that here
Within me, though not always clearly
Hides the gems I hold so dearly
And before me always lies…
A path I’ve oft been pondering
The kind that’s worth my wandering
To set in word in mankind’s book
The kind of person that it took
To find through worse and better times
The shining tale of life’s divine and winding gale
That blows in from the sea
Let me walk the path that hums
When all of it comes back to me