Sunday, July 31, 2022

turns

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...

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...