Your Midnight Crashing Down

Deep exhale to slowly veil
gain time and gain composure
betray displace that wanton face
replace the heart's exposure
As lightning struck our lips conduct
I taste you on my tongue
pulling close your skin envokes
an end to what's begun
Enraptured for a minutes more
explore to find that tingle
where dreams collide and hearts confide
and sweat and skin do mingle
Gift and curse for which is worse
the thrill or coming closure
of missing hearts and breaking parts
deep breath and veiled composure.

A Stormy Heart

Alone in silenced morning
paired up candles flicker glow
staged to test at his behest
impressed this ebb and flow
Pulsing and forbidding
knowing nothing but to rage
and endless show of which we know
plays not our pens to page.
Dull and gray and haunting
daunting power unrelented
can't control what must unfold
second glance come unrepented
Tearing through a dusky hue
come fast bide not your warning
paired up candles flicker glow
alone in silenced morning.

Sinner Serenading

Sinner serenading
biding back on wasted time,
morning come my vows undone
defeated by design.
Complicated battle
foggy heart to fading eyes,
laughter gone did once condone
reflect and realize.
Daily dose to worth expose
the truth of weaker water,
walking sheep on hills so steep
slide back into the slaughter.
Is it day enough today
or to me come forever night,
a sinner serenading
contemplating wrong and right.

In the Clutches of Our Crutches

Creativity is dead and gone
upon it leaned my crutch
Not mattered far in falling
so forth, so on, and such
Rely not dry from pen to eye
a moments satisfaction
words my savored sweet release
then why this swift reaction
Restless heart glued come apart
to nothingness in pieces
simple art from broken heart
expressed in ink releases
Hidden deep and swallowed
hollowed echoes come unswept
house of my disorder
from my self allusion kept
Do we see the inner me
when held by holy hands
to the pen rebuke our sin
and bend to our commands
Wretched crutch creative
such as those and such as this
cast into our fiery hearts
for passion's warm abyss
In this heart again to start
a bottomless pit of burning
match into a raging fire
desire consumed returning
Embered flame once used for gain
gained nothing more than penning
against my self my own self crutch
appears I have been sinning
Talent now to self avow
begrudge this heart no more
Certain flows have come to know
the crutch I'm clutching for

Float On

Floating on with motives gone
to drift amiss unknowing
guided through by morning's hue
as hope remains and glowing
Promise of remembered dawn
upon our water's dancing
ships out on the ocean's night
contrite though still worth chancing
Lift to rock and rise to fall
crested waves dip valley's pull
thoughts the same and hope remains
cups emptied once are full
Certain in reflection
childlike thoughts now elder grown
drift in bliss or float amiss
our hearts with motives gone

Just a Minute More

Numbered breath elude o' death
the plan you sat in motion,
simply turn the page to gauge
our truth and our devotion.
Guidance comes to hasten thumbs
intent on chapter flipping,
reveal give heart from end to start
the parts that aren't worth skipping.
Patience give to breathe and live
the tale of life we're writing,
numbered breath eluding death
it's mine and mine I'm biding.

Leaving leafs

Watch the leaves come calling
wind to rock the limbs to sway,
ever on the move to prove
the balance they display.
Grace apparent given
dance and twist in correlation,
amassing all who chirp to call
their feathered congregation.
Soon to rest no breeze to test
as lofty thoughts are falling,
through the forests of the mind
I watch as leaves come calling.