this is as water to me, she bears herself on words, within this space i am set free, a too long caged bird, come tired unto the sky alone, the cirrus songs we call our home, in turns, earth weighs or liberates, a touch can cut, or elevate, these vague, and wayward hosts in haste, reach far beyond the feted waste, held close to heart, at glowing skin, my other part, the beating din, some time away from that which was, for healing is as healing does...
Sunday, July 31, 2022
Wednesday, July 27, 2022
a day
free'ed from a weighted dream, the sky is nearer than it seems, architect of all our wiles, the never-ending turning stiles, kiss your lips, then foot to earth, one lurches unto living's worth, conveyed through these narrow panes, static structure, failing planes, the sky falls out of all ideal, whilst people bleed to make it real, the perspective we need to grow, the endless seeds we're yet to sow, amid the grace, amid the gale, 'neath sharing sun it's ever pale, the lustre of what's yet to be, rendered real from reverie...
Friday, July 15, 2022
instrumentation
breeze across some windless frame, bass line persists/percussion fades, in minor entering refrain, aghast to know that nothing's changed, then breathless reaching for a word, it's beyond grasp just like a bird, it's not so simple as lament, for this word is my instrument, in spirals render it again, that what is bled shall e'er remain, with fervour gather ancient strings, who knows just what the journey brings, a quiet din for us tonight, in tritone chord we know delight, you watch me as i take the quill, it's what you want, it's what you will, to bleed the word unto the sheet, e'en then the song is incomplete...
Monday, July 4, 2022
distant visceral
sum is sun
and sighs are deep
as summer comes
we wake from sleep
a season late
it's to be sure
that what we elevate
is truly pure
the distant visceral
lives are just dissent
are we ethereal
or but mortal lent?
as cities fall
besieged nations fade
one hears the call
opposing forces' colonnade
i will forever bleed
the truth your spirit speaks
i will as ever need
the counsel that i keep
come away, my love
away
i invoke, my love
away
as lazarus come newly
unto the resplendent earth
i beseech your heart so truly
to grant our love rebirth
the sky imagines fields
of textures ever new
whilst cirrus lords e'er sing
of mythic me and you
the way
thought i heard your heart again feels like something's there in deserts lovers must sustain like promise on the air streaming on the e...
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