Hold My Gaze In a Drop of Dew

There is nothing left of life
 that death cannot resolve,
 times velocity spins on stolen lips
 and minute pieces of adamantine
 pierce the edge of soles
 worn with pain 

---- 

Right here,
 Where night and dawn merge
 the membrane strains
 cleaving, as shade blackens blue
 for mere milli seconds

Standing in the hollows of night
 still, watching forever shimmering
 in the shadowed corner of my eye,
 I, me, always a curious creature
 swallow bricks and mortar
 tasting truth 

In my head an orchestra plays
 the symphonies composed of my life
 strings wring my heart with melodies
 wrought in pain and self-loathing
 shame and eventual surrender
 to the beat 

But,
 in the beauty of renewal
 in the peace of your reflections
 I've wondered at the universe
 memorizing the mysteries unsolved
 ever tantalized neurons smashed
 awakening ever and over again 

Sleep has been a foreign land
 settled by the fortunate
 longed for by the tortured
 spirits of my mind 

Yet in these dark magnificent galaxies
 when snores softly sigh in peace
 or monsters haunt your dreams,
 I have watched millennia of mourning
 shatter the promise of darkness evermore,
 I wondered as sunshine held a drop of dew
 and as light of hope captured the ghosts of night
 banishing them forevermore, or until nights edge 

I am a watcher and a teller of tales
 Singer of forbidden songs and tragedy,
 downtrodden, I rose to fight again and again
 with a schizophrenic mind harnessed
 within the beauty of a single star
 and the promise of humanity
 in the kindness of a strangers touch 

Now at the end of all journeys
 my final battle lays in that
 which I know not, shackled
 that foreign land whisks me away
 again and again, dreams cease
 as moisture rolls from my brow 

---

Slowly, slowly, slowly
 winding down into nothingness
 Gently, gently, gently
 I will lay down your cries of grief 

My words aren’t never-ending
 my breath will someday cease
 Yet true beauty and wonder lies
 in the wondrous infinity of peace

just look into these eyes overflowing with pain
 know !! there will be an end, even that shall ease ...
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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Thirtyseven Avatar
July 28, 2015 at 1:07 PM
This is a screaming, writhing piece of poetry. A piece of poetry that maintains the fight. What great spirit.
Corvus Avatar
June 11, 2015 at 3:50 AM
Hello. I've enjoyed this piece a lot. Fabulous! I've read a few poems about death from some other authors, but yours is the most expressive and it seems you have a rather rich vocabulary.
Kendrick Avatar
June 9, 2015 at 3:21 PM
Enjoyed reading this creative work..Very descriptive and expressive..I especially like the seventh stanza of your free verse work..Thanks for the visit to my page..Sorry to hear that you have been ill..I hope that when you read this you will have been totally healed..Sara
Callus Avatar
June 9, 2015 at 1:58 PM
Wow! Jayne, this is breathlessly beautiful. This reminds me of a strong person who has been through a lot..pain, problems, ordeals. Yet, she takes it all in her stride, looking ahead, instead of crying over what has or could have been. Renewal becomes a guiding light. A 7 rating and a fav! Take care. hugs // paul
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