Desolate

Tonto Basin

Sometimes ashes wish for warmth

Hope lives as the stranger among us

My feet long to stroll that pathway

Desolation is peace and serenity

Hardly compromised, mistaken for believed

Belief is participation award to acceptance

True welcome is leaving the masks behind

Wings are to soar not be clipped by your hands

I live to hear how your world never changes

It was never your world, but we don’t tell you

I’ve tasted the desert of your soul before

The cure for the human condition is nature

The ills are not oxygen to breath, but baggage

Throttling the horizon causes darkness

Sunsets are supposed to celebrate what was

The fire dances to heights and gives warmth

Instinctively it knows no riddles to live

Which is why ashes wish for warmth

Why some see the world as desolate

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Breaking Dawn

Clinging like a web on back of my arm

Mix of anticipation and excitement

Light under tomorrow’s door shines

New pieces of me tease my senses

I want it all now not later

Complete is the foolish dream

But still I await the sunrise

Tying those strands tightly to hope

Knowing fools have reasons

Timidity the stranger we hug daily

Still thinking it will change

But the dawn is coming quickly

I yearn to watch former shadows fade

Wipe away those webs like clutch

Freedom from a past loosely fit

Tomorrow will be tailored to me

The dream states it so clearly

From Within

My heart beats slowly

It’s collection of shadows cast

Future and past layers deep

Lost in within time and place

Eyes search for paths nonexistent

My feet let to figure out touch

From whence I came is gone

Destination lies in the clouds

Nothing lingers like a scar

Hope covers all wounds inside

That impulse jump starts my senses

Tiny rays chase away those shadows

Sunrises of the soul break

Disdain for the Light

Light kills the soul

We are not what we seem

Only in darkness we relax

Fences fall, personality drifts

I become myself amongst y’all

Tensions subside, smiles curl

My words tell truths your ears know

Edgy in the daylight, comfy now

Why we hide ourselves unknown?

Coyote traits to fool myself

Is rejection such an issue for me

You never know where my heart lies

I’ll assure every feeling to get my way

My safety is in the deep shadows

No sterile sunshine to gloss over

No empty promises of perfection

The night is for wonton ways

Silk escapes of what should be

I love the night for the freedom

I disdain the light for bleakness.

Off line

My connection is down

No signal to outside world

Lost in confusion for a way

Restoring to local contact

Awkward conversations grow

Strangers left together for years

I’m well aware of your issues

But never seen your personality

I find you less annoying somehow

The distance of a barbed wire fence

The closeness we always shared

It seems we may not be as different

A blackout was needed to see you

I should apologize for not noticing

The person that you have always been

We share an impersonal nature

We choose the easiness of isolation

Maybe the world isn’t cold, just lazy

In mist of internet darkness, I grow

Wait, the networks back got to go

The Edge, my old friend

I step from the edge

Maybe it left me behind

Impulses were heartbeats

Chances flapped like wings

Ashes of Icarus, my memories

Bruises, postcards from edge

Fathers chargin, wore as crown

Now the soul tires at the view

Thoughts make fences before me

Fear, my perfect stranger sits beside

His sister worry reaches for me

Her warm hug masks cold touch

My younger shadow warns me

My hearing has diminished somehow

Maybe I never had it at all

My eyes still long for a view

My heart wishes for random beat

The edge still calls out to me

It takes even longer to go back

The flights of fancy just mental

Deep inside, my old friend knows

We are not what we used to be

To each other, at least.

Maybe, maybe not

Maybe, maybe not

My thoughts squirm

Magic 8 ball like

Highly possible dances

Future unclear pirouettes

Driverless path lies ahead

Curves careen like sleds

Slippery slope races by

Every grip is a lie

Smiling sending control

The stop authors the story

I’ll cling to the same thought

Maybe, maybe not

Time

What doesn’t stay

Sand falls less quickly

Hourglasses choke today

What I lost

Buried deep in past

Things devolved in value

My mind describes

Shadows in solid touches

Still thinking it matters

Time doesn’t know

Nor care about me

Dust in the wind

Eyes of Green

Dreams feed the mind

Fantasy nurtures the heart

Trapped by pools of green

Release reluctantly by blinks

Catch me watching you

Strange feelings well within

Obsession is terrible addiction

Scratching inaccessible itches

Hope breaths desperation

But curves raise the pulse

Dreams still feeding mind

Fantasy starving the heart

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