LOVE
A feeling like no other
An essence that is unmatched
Love is like a potion...
To sip of it would be equivalent to consuming 1000 bottles of ecstacy
Love flies in unexpectedly
Like a beautiful phoenix ...
Perched on the windowsill of ones heart
Love arises a passion...
A passion that burns deep within ones soul
It ignites a fire that cannot be extinguished
A fire that burns effortlessly
Love is like a spell...
A spell that renders ones soul helpless
In the spell of love ...
Ones heart becomes a prisoner to its effect
Love is such my friend ...
It cannot be explained by mere words
For it surpasses all understanding
Which our minds cannot fathom...
By
LEAH JADE
Things are not as they seem
Nor do they seem otherwise I’d say
You might point I’ve a low self esteem
So I’m quicker to look away
I admit something’s wrong with me
But I reckon you feel the same
And so they do, to an uncertain degree
The rules change during the game
Everything breaks down so fast
Into countless interdependencies
One’s future appears to be the past
And impersonal volatile tendencies
Unravel the changes, heading too far,
To adjust the solidity, concealing the fright
Long familiar light from the extinguished star
Shines a little dimmer tonight.
(“The Heart of It #2”, 2007, original oil)
When A Light Is Extinguished
(for Charlie)
Today a great light was extinguished
A great soul lost to his family, his friends
His nation, and humanity as a whole.
Shades of MLK Jr.’s assassination,
A shadow of hate swallowing up the light,
Spread out across the nation
Like the Sun eclipsed at noon.
In the dark we cry
Hearts broken open
By the senseless taking of a life brighter than most,
Reminding us what kindness and brightness
And generosity of spirit is truly like,
Bright and true
And in its essence deathless eternal.
Rest in peace young man,
Go in peace great soul.
(9/10/25)
On a nameless night, under a sky sprinkled with extinguished stars,
Thoughts trickle like oil in the engine of an old dream,
And I, a lost acrobat, sway on the thin thread of life,
Trying to grasp in my palms the essence of a world that smolders quietly.
You don't have to write to feel poetry in your veins,
It's there, in the smell of gasoline and the smoke rising to the sky,
In the eyes of the one who fills tanks with untold stories,
A poet without words, dancing among car queues and time.
I am an artist of the trapeze, not fitting into molds,
With my heart suspended between a yesterday and an uncertain tomorrow,
Each leap a long verse, each catch a moment of grace,
For between falls and flights, true poetry is born.
So, in the silence of the night, among ticking engines,
I wonder, who am I to name my art?
A trapeze artist of destiny, a dreamer in the shadow of light,
Or perhaps just a soul that knows how to breathe poetry without words.
Where is our love, where did it go?
When did it slip away
My heart is sad for I loved you so
How did we come to this cruel day
I’m still the one you promised to love
To cherish and care for all of our life
We’d weather all storms, we’d rise above
A couple, a pair, husband and wife
But it seems in your anger you need someone to blame
And I’m always there in your line of fire
Such is your wrath you don’t remember my name
I’m only an object for venting your ire
But this violent storm I can no longer thole
It’s time to break free if I’m to survive
I’ve given too much, I’ve given my all
There’s no morsel left , I’m hardly alive
I’m walking out of this life, out of the door
Leaving behind all the hurt and the pains
The tender young love that we knew before
A heart-wrenching memory is all that remains.
Extinguished Names
David J Walker
The old farmhouse looks older
What else can it do
Burdened by weather
Threatened with fire
Memories have long ago escaped the
Walls painted in tears
Windows with laughter
Doors that clatter
in an afternoon wind
When we left we left
A piece of us
In scenes behind drawn curtains
Someday
Lightening will strike in an
Act of vengeance by the Devine
The long-awaited flames and
The tears we left behind
Will never be enough to
Extinguish the names
Upon the hearth I lay an open flame
Flickering orange and red inflamed
Roaring as a lion hunting for game
Extinguish by another desire
Taking my kindling and covering mine
Left is a spark among rubble and dire
Smoke without signals of laughter
The wood shed now empty and bare
One tree is left standing now falling
Among an empty forest of broken branches
Bare limbs dead leaves falling to the ground
Gathered and placed into bags
Waiting to be thrown away
I have to let you go now
my dear sexy friend
You have
steadied my hand
been a light
I could hold on to
in those darkest of times
So much time
spent
spending
With nothing to show
but ash and smoke
where has your light gone
celestial luminary....
spectrum now greyscale
cold rain and raven's stares
warmth to frost
i exhale dark misery
the sunrise halts with your goodbye
rainbows turn to rain as you disappear
night and star
black rivers flow
out of my heart
it's sackcloth groans sound deep in the night
hope wilting in death's embrace
black tears
black tears
black tears from your face
i reach for you in the eerie glow
i reach for you, but there's just snow.....
light is fading now
as its dimming down
i wander in mist
extinguished
I lit a fire in your heart
You lit a fire in mine
We would’ve watched these flames grow stronger over-time
But we are too clumsy
Our hearts are as fragile as oil lanturns
That we have both dropped
And left burning upon the ground
They will say,
“The wind put that out”
“The rain must’ve gotten to it”
“Fire fighters came and shut that down”
But what can become of it when your love is left out in the open
Exposed to the elements
It will only vanish and become smoke
White, wispy and disappearing
The ghost of what we could’ve had are
Carried off into nothing
Smiling to himself…
Again, he had fallen in love
Amazed at the moment
A line crossed, forever blurred
Laughing inside…
His humanity back on display
All doubts ignited
Old embers near extinguished
—on fire
(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2016)
Once a long time ago
Noah was told by God
to build an ark below
for Mankind was found flawed.
And it'll pour down rain
for forty days and nights
until the sons of Cain
vanish, like snuffed out lights.
Sometimes, for no reason,
my depression returns, for a season.
When I feel my heart begin to crumble,
I'm at my weakest point and usually stumble.
What I wouldn't do to have a hand to reach for,
but, all my lady loves have gone out the door.
We each contain within us a flame,
some nights it burns brighter, most days it's the same.
When I believe myself to be totally alone,
my light is almost extinguished, almost gone.
And then I think of who's still here,
my two precious daughters who are very dear.
Then my flame gets hotter, grows stronger
and I know in my heart I can last for a while longer.
While I'm capable of living much more with some lady to love,
I realize that God has me here for reasons only He knows above.
So, I'll try to be more light and do more right
and keep flame I've been given burning through each day and night.
the ember glows
then lifts free from the fire
extinguished flower
Soaked into the mystery
of turquoise night
Soaring through time
glide in pure light
Helium engorged ,
floating in the wind
in peace thought I ,
inveiglement brought sins
Divine grace slayed
mercy was splayed,
lifeblood split ,
eternity is made
Falling and swirling
opened eyes blaze,
shrieking of glory
black night sways
Veils over faces
sins will be reviewed,
what evil wrought
glazed out with no moon
Blood in trickles
like paint in the sea,
tears line my face
as mercy is freed
Extinguished this bright
of everlasting life,
and I cried softly
with misery tonight
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