I am inhabited by a cry that weaves its shadows in silence,
Night after night it takes flight from bitter corners,
It searches in endless depths, with claws of longing, for something to love,
I am terrified of this shadow that sleeps in my soul;
All day I feel it spinning gently, like a dream, within me,
It stretches its soft wings, freezing my thoughts in silence.
In a sea of lost dreams, its sigh is a faint song,
I feel how it envelops me with its mute coldness, with hidden desires,
It is a burden that weighs on my soul, an echo of an eternal night,
Wandering through the labyrinth of my being, it whispers forgotten secrets.
A shadow dwelling in my ancient heart, like an unbounded longing,
It grinds my days with a whisper that knows no rest,
And deep within me, a stir, a call to the unknown,
A song of a turbulent soul, seeking solace in eternity.
Ah, to free myself from this dark dance, from this tumult,
To find my peace among the stars and let the shadows depart,
To fill my heart with the light of dawn, with love and peace,
To feel the cry dissolve in the sweet aroma of morning.
Categories:
inhabited, fantasy,
Form: Free verse
So many things still live in shadow:
Black bearded in shades of gray can let
Traces reminding maybe the old glow.
An old picture may wear a new secret...
Good changed in goods since God left.
Likes gathered for anything, but not love.
The time may be theft, but also any concept.
Not shared love: winter with just one glove.
There, the look has meaning for lover;
One looks for something what cannot be;
Maybe best poems rested for drawer.
Some pictures hide love as you and me.
Hesitating shadows of Goethe, that's what I mean:
This picture vainly hides what is there and is seen.
Categories:
inhabited, art, future, life, poets,
Form: Sonnet
She was an adventuress.
I'd visit her, though far.
Before we grew apart I'd send letters.
Head leaned back. That old familiar pillow.
That familiar smell of home. The letter I wrote always carried that familiar smell, although far away.
She promised she'd return. Home to a place of comfort.
I knew she found home a long time ago.
Single reason I too became a traveler.
Forgetting where I placed the keys to the house.
Finding a separate road that rounded and round, walking fast I hurried.
Finding the opposite direction more peaceful.
The sky more bluer.
That old pillow no longer familiar.
Until I inherited land and built a house.
Away from the window of her eye
Categories:
inhabited, lost love, sad love,
Form: Free verse
theres only one explanation for this state of world
pandemics and nuclear winters abound
have we been forsaken or have we forsaken ourselves
if you fuel hatred it will burn you alive
cities crumble and rust as bombs fall from high above
blood stained streets herald the end of all
we cannot treat others with compassion
so compassion has abandoned us at our time of need
if you dont believe that humanity is dying
take a look in the cracked mirrors
and stab the shards in your pathetic face
we are at a loose end and the noose is tightening
as crescendos of disease fill the air
planes and tanks advance upon us
a hail of bullets is all i feel
but at least i feel something
anything
and then nothing
Categories:
inhabited, socialplanet,
Form: Free verse
we found the cave behind the waterfall
and stood and simply wondered at it all
the night was dark and we were
far from home'
you laughed and said
this place was for a gnome
we built a fire and shivered
in the glow
a fantasy ,a feeling
seemed to grow,
your eyes were just too bright
for me to trust,
I saw strange footprints
forming in the dust
A golden goblet
shimmered
o'er my head
a mist poured softly
blurring all you said
you leaned to touch
my lips with jaded hands
and I forgot tomorrow
and our plans.
I felt a jolt
to never be alone
the footprints in thedust
are now my own.
Categories:
inhabited, imagination, mystery, science fiction,
Form: Couplet