lichen heart,
of mossy bones,
kerosene humors in burning veins;
this anxiety in the night;
like walking wounded,
needle toe,
jumping at the squeal;
ink well vertigo,
dark in the blacklight;
random is a thought,
careless is the impulse,
closet full of negligent whim,
soul on the rim of a colder pool;
shroud stains on old linen,
warmed by a dying sun;
alluvial void,
rancid with a forgotten carcass,
standfast in heavy air,
chained in the lowest gaol;
stepping flatfooted in a strangler's garden,
held parchment crumbles as old leather,
words words words,
flowing freely,
associated with nothing,
powdered creation,
mad quinine for malaise,
tonic for a weirding way;
brief midnight interlude,
for a panic stricken insomniac,
howling at the sally port,
a last kiss goodnight,
as Morpheus turns away.
Categories:
standfast, confusion,
Form: Free verse
I standfast, ready on the shoreline.
Waves roll in, crashing at my feet.
They invite me softly, they call my name.
I jump right in, they take me home.
Categories:
standfast, sea,
Form: Verse
Be drift the moon across cloudless sky
to shine it's light upon the cloudy I
beneath her gaze my darkened days
where time has slowed and doesn't quickly fly
And crowded are the days in lonely thought
considering those I know untimely bought
thoughts take course in their own remorse
upon those which time and chance has caught
But spendthrift my joy within this time
recalling laughter spent I bring to mind
like vesture wear the things we'ad share
that in the future will be left behind
Stretch forth my hand to things from past
and forward move beyond dies cast
remembering the years forgetting all the tears
throwing fears away with courage to standfast
Bring back the soft happiness on the morrow
and take away the grey grief and sorrow
work me a happy tune play melodious soon
for the joys tween times of grief we borrow
source human expierences
COPYRIGHT © 2009 C Michael Miller
via Duboff Law Group LLC
Categories:
standfast, angst, care, death, life,
Form: Verse
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Love all the elements exposed to.. growing up free,
gentle winds, warm rays, light snow.. all nurture me..
Bowing down head, believe.. I love soft rain most,
sprouting up untethered, I wind up round fence post..
Sharing soil with weeds.. still my sole life's blooming,
will be.. I hope, as a flowering sign.. illuming..
Through my lifetime to standfast.. with beauty and grace,
purpose never waivering, I will present a rosy face..
Sun banishes shadows away.. in natures own magical way,
in midst of thorns.. "Rose" basks in peaceful day..
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Categories:
standfast, hope, imagination, passion,
Form: Free verse