Floating Around
Am I but a black cloud
Floating around
People who recoil and pray
For me to go away?
Such mistakes I make
They grow in me
Yet there won’t be any rain
To pour today
Regrettably
I seethe inside
I berate myself
I know what they all think
I agree with them
But I fear for them
My storm cloud
Of emotions could break
But I try so hard
To conceal myself
To be affable
When the truth is that
I don’t want to be around
Anymore
Anyway
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Just a poet
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A Mental Cavern Without Sunshine
With burdened rope that chafes my skin
I am tied down to a wooden chair
A wooden chair that beholds the world
But I am unaware of its enfolding mountains with snowy peaks
Nor can I see the thousand fountains, glaciers and flowing streams
Which would nurture the orange foliage hovering over my head, slumbering beneath my feet
I cannot see nor feel the permeating air that should glitter in gold and shimmer in pink
But I know it’s there and I know it breathes
Soaking in every joyful thought and hopeful dream
That one day I will see this world within my mind
Yet it lingers in absence of any such light
The wondrous world, so sublime
Is but a mental cavern without sunshine
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Bikini Atoll
Forewarning hovers like the clouds
The thrilling wind whispers its threats
There are birds in the sky, arrows hanging on threads
Intrepid their flight, white wings of death
Everything is lost, and everything is found here
It is leaving meaning
Before its last breath
White clouds are above, complacent, ensnared
And the little atoll, bright scenery of teal
The waves will tide here, the ocean floor will seel
Nothing to find here, and nothing to feel
Yet eternity lies and the water outlasts
It knows it’s destined
It knows it’s real
BLUE SKY
ENDLESS
SERENE
PIOUS
COMBUSTS
WHITE FLASH
RED EYES
UNRIGHTEOUS
THE SOUND
CRUSHING
BILLOW
BLINDING
NO BEACH
NO SEA
GODLESS
AND GODLY
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Nordic Fjord
Tall blades of grass, all emerald and green, beholden to Asgard’s ink
Bathed in the sun, the fjord appears
Woven into colors that yearn and bleed
And yet from this cliff, one’s heart could sink
It could fall, it could dream
It could bask in summer’s sleep
Wandering hypnosis, along the formations ever so steep
Possessed by infinite golden mist
Where the sea is honey, the air is warm
And poetry whispered in the wind cannot resist
Like a spool, the fjord will pull at the strings of a heart
And that heart will know eternal bliss
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Foliage
How do the leaves kiss you? Tenderly
The fall foliage gracefully
Drifting between us, eventually
Landing in the the palm of your hand
And for a moment your eyes were two pools
But the leaves concealed them again
Shrouding your remarkable face
Orange and red
Beauty misplaced, emplaced
Landing atop your head
And the smile on your face, though briefly seen
Underneath the lace of maple leaves
In coronation, I watch you crowned
The burning jewel, brighter than the sun
The whispering breeze
A heralding dream
Before the trees
An Autumn Queen
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Autumn
I could feel you behind my teeth, your name wanted crawling out
And I could feel you kiss my head, the way you always do
You were in the air, your fingers fumbling through the trees
Fumbling through my hair, your eyes were cold and bleak
But I could see through them, the two mysteries behind ferocious storms
Clouds that would devour me, imprisoned thoughts of you
Feeling you inside the leaves, the wind, the grass, the rain
I heard you when your thunder travelled across the land unhinged
And even as you cracked and scorched my skin
Your light was pouring through
The radiance of your fury
I felt blessed all the same
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Terribly
Risen from a bed of leaves
The daughter of Artemis traverses the forest
Through its heavy fog, graceful legs
Naked feet stepping carefully
And the sounds of the water, the trickling stream
The rustling of trees enticed by wind
Both these songs accompanied
By her enigmatic hymn
And through this mist, her hand beckons
I fall into her gesture, her mystery
Her enchanted voice, singing tenderly
And the wind singing back
I miss you terribly
Terribly, terribly, terribly, terribly . . .
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Immortal Lover
Sinking into the pools of your trust
Drowning within your cavernous eyes
I could never reach the end
But even as I descend
The many miles undiscovered
Wanting to know every second of you
I am sleeping in the suffocation of you
Falling further into unchecked bliss
Every moment here is hypnotized
And now I know that from this light
Rising, gleaming like the sun in your eyes
You’re my
Immortal lover
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Sink into Sin
The flowers of the garden bloomed brightly, flourishing
To converse with the soft luminescence of your skin
You watched as the garden favored you
Your sad eyes met with unfathomable color
Of the flower petals glimmering into neon splotches
The blades of grass that glowed and kissed at your feet
And the singing birds that whispered hymns into your ears
The small animals stood nearby
And the fish of the neighboring pond stared from within
As if the entire garden slipped into conscious art
Spiraling and thriving
Sinking into your purity
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Pure as Snow (Trails of the Winter Storm)
In silent flight, your dreams turned into driftless snow
And as slow as they were, I waited and watched
Until they fell into the palm of my hand
Like memories that had never left the soul
I thought, then, of the place where you once stood
Beneath the old and withered willow tree
Promising that if we ever lost our way
We would remember to return, when the white frost fell again
And as I recalled your words, I watched your face appear
From the other side of the willow tree
Finding my own dreams resting inside your hand
Now lost within the weeping leaves
Your eyes were brighter than the ground
But your smile could never be so cold
And you ran forward, into embrace
Madly, like trails of the winter storm
Of the two hearts that were residing just below
With their rekindled love, as pure as snow
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