Ripples that wander
into oblivion are
cures given by time.
Categories:
sheddings, blessing, peace, solitude, space,
Form: Haiku
An old green t-shirt, in the corner
Lying on the floor, crumpled and faded,
Thoughts of the intended owner have their say,
All manners of time have left their stain in white,
Scoffing as they leave, post haste and diligently,
Dilema to the head, to bask and smile at then
Or to perform a twisting decay more towards today,
The t-shirt is tossed to the cold ground and rain,
A walk to search and scavenge for God knows what,
Impressions from a sigh atomize the rain,
Catching it in place long enough to feel its leave,
Paths of concrete softened with the sheddings of trees,
Soggy yellow wisps that once supplied,
An entire years worth of hope and life,
Until they too faded and now provide
Both support and resistance for distance I transverse,
Only as the rain secedes from the sky can my eyes rise,
We knew it was a facade, however well made,
Just like you said my eyes are ice, glazed and blind,
Clouds concealing stars.
Categories:
sheddings, autumn, confusion, depression, grief,
Form: Free verse
a thousand sheddings
of my skin
finally
brought me into
the trajectory
of the maze
zooming
between
humanity's haze
ancients call to me
wanting to be set free
to fly along the wind
to swim in the azure sea
rising from my soul
they scream for release
in my blood they flow
the ancient songs of old
I brave their feircesome cold
to step
where they have stepped
a millena ago
primal drumbeats
deafen me
all around
their ghosts I see
rising from
death's black sea
imparting their wisdom
to those who seek (C)MJR
Categories:
sheddings, fantasy, history, imagination, mystery,
Form: Free verse