Wind blown
And I begin
Beloved your presence
Alone my death
Climbing
Falling
A destined dream
Unknown
A victory
Unspoke
And unseen
A risk
A maze
A key
Misplaced
Interpreted
Desire
She turns
Away
Categories:
unspoke, confusion, death, desire, father,
Form: Free verse
That one lost their tongue
somewhere along the way
long ago, the sound,
doesn’t come out the same
anymore, so they roll it up
like a carpet containing
a nakedly dead body
of blunt words
like unplucked violins
untuned to how it all
really works
begging to be heard,
and the flowery prose,
purple and bruised
like over-ripe fruit
teeth rottingly sugary sweet,
is now seen
day-in-and-night-out,
struggling with ease
way too much
like madness overgrown,
the dense overgrowth
of language unspoke
hides glittering gems
blushing shamefully
more exquisite than
the now daily averies
all penned in babel
that flow in glass jarring
anticipated patterns
of suffocating
paisley prose,
the simple beauty
in the plainly spoke,
never again
to be seen nor heard,
the mercurial metaphors
birdfeed scattered
to the begging migrations
of petulant bluebirds
naughty nightingales
honey trapping
wet-beaked hummingbirds
all beating hearts
with their wild wind flapping,
tossing sticks and stones
to those tongue thirsty
kiss lapping, lap dancing
love parched, gargling
swallows
Candide Diderot. ‘24
Categories:
unspoke, muse,
Form: Free verse
Taken sideways, swept as a web strung spider
Sand sugar legged staggered specimen lured by weightless
Drifters soon to be lifted by unruly tide's violent
Fears ditched for the squall enthrall of ocean fizzed caress
Bolstered by booming blue brew, cork floated
Swell surmounts without pattern or rationale, contankerous
Bobbed from below, five foot heads promoted
Bounced jack in boxes sprung from rolling realm rapturous
By tide's untimed tumult, sea steamed unite
Sapphire stew participants simmer, softening vegetables
Drawn to next wily wave, crest conquer delight
Drag of salt soaked slow motion moon cascade incredible
Roaring turquoise rise, crumb humans crafted
Into toys at mercy of lapis lazuli, control's essential revoke
Track formation, tremor with desirous laughter
Brought to cool commotion by compulsion utterly unspoke
26th September
- For Ace -
Categories:
unspoke, adventure, appreciation, imagery, nature,
Form: Rhyme
At the far end of the casket,
his girlfriend hugged his wife
And told her she was sorry,
that she had tried to steal her life
Their tears then ran in unison,
for a man who loved them both
The years they shared now testament,
to a choice he left unspoke
They never met before this day,
and would never meet again
But each knew well the other,
and they almost felt like friends
The mistress left, the children wept,
and the grandchildren played outside
As his wife looked down, saying: “Your hell has passed,
sleep well my love—goodbye”
(Villanova Pennsylvania: September, 2016)
Categories:
unspoke, relationship,
Form: Rhyme
Everything I do
I do it for you
I do it for him
And for her too
I want to please
To put at ease
It’s quite a shame
That no one sees
Their pain is mine
I’m less than fine
I’m not caught up
If their behind
I fall apart
It breaks my heart
I see their sad
And fill my cart
When checking out
My load is stout
All trials combined
I need to shout
But still, I smile
Just for a while
Until I crack
Emotions wild
No word unspoke
My kindness broke
I can’t rewind
There’s no remote
Now I’m the jerk
And still, I hurt
Stealing pain
Will never work
Categories:
unspoke, feelings,
Form: Rhyme
Who only Honor can, must never Love!
(And Yet, he Loves, all hidden and unspoke!)
Who hath Heart sworn to Holy Spirit Dove,
Can never break what must remain unbroke!
Yet words a-tangle mesmerize him, still!
They speak in echoes and tangential cries.
They do not dare the sacred chalice to spill
And yet he holds the image of her eyes
As jewels to look on, filled with misty hope
O! Would that I were he, that I might love,
And in my loving, hold the higher rope
But this, my friends, bears never thinking of,
For thinking leads to yearning, that, to doing,
When he that Loves must end his hope’s pursuing.
Categories:
unspoke, appreciation, hope, integrity, longing,
Form: Sonnet
At the far end of the casket,
his girlfriend hugged his wife
And told her she was sorry,
that she had tried to steal her life
Their tears then ran in unison,
for a man who loved them both
The years they shared now testament,
to a choice he left unspoke
They never met before this day,
and would never meet again
But each knew well the other,
and they almost felt like friends
The mistress left, the children wept,
and the grandchildren played outside
As his wife looked down, saying: “Your hell has passed,
sleep well my love—goodbye”
(Villanova Pennsylvania: September, 2016)
Categories:
unspoke, love,
Form: Rhyme
At the far end of the casket,
his girlfriend hugged his wife
And told her she was sorry,
that she had tried to steal her life
Their tears then ran in unison,
for a man who loved them both
The years they shared now testament,
to a choice he left unspoke
They never met before this day,
and would never meet again
But each knew well the other,
and they almost felt like friends
The mistress left, the children wept,
and the grandchildren played outside
As his wife looked down, saying: “Your hell has passed,
sleep well my love—goodbye”
(Villanova Pennsylvania: September, 2016)
Categories:
unspoke, love,
Form: Rhyme
I feel the spiders touch of silken shirt on skin
Hear the hidden thoughts in words unspoke
I see beyond these eyes
And smell the past, present and foreword
as it lies prone at my feet
just the taste of me
Don't play
never lose
Laughing from last place
Categories:
unspoke, poetry,
Form: Free verse
As if this was all by chance
And not so much a cosmic joke
All that will be began it's dance
All else just a thought unspoke
Time drags forever on it seems
An illusion made believe is so
Nightmares once thought as dreams
Alas like much we think we know
A fading glow from a dying flame
This imprisonment of living life
But in the end a forgotten name
You'll be as dust and so will I
Scattered ashes in a perfect storm
Not worth mention if ever asked
Just killing time if ever born
If a joke who's laughing last?
Never a care yet running blind
Not a glance before the leap
No risk so bold was ever kind
To spare a soul never yours to keep
Wasting time till your time is up
I was so blind yet now I see
No lesson learned ever mattered much
While having never a reason to be
Categories:
unspoke, angst, dark, deep, life,
Form: Rhyme
Are thoughts with no hope
Reason with no cope
Fleeting shadows with no scope
Shifting patterns with no symmetry
Substance with no chemistry
Allergenetic to the word of the birds
Words gone with the wind
Wishing wells, Words unheard
Witts steer clear, drama unstirred
3 blind mice tick and tock on my clock
Silently, Grinding my gears
Bursting bubbles gum
Carefully, Biting my tongue
Nerves fumbled with murs and mumbles
Ready to rumble
At any rate!!! Justice stay humble!!!
Categories:
unspoke, blessing, confidence, deep, hope,
Form: Free verse
At the far end of the casket,
his girlfriend hugged his wife
And told her she was sorry,
that she had tried to steal her life
Their tears then ran in unison,
for one who loved them both
The years they shared now testament,
to a choice he left unspoke
They never met before this day,
and would never meet again
But each knew well the other,
and they almost felt like friends
The mistress left, the children wept,
and the grandchildren played outside
As his wife looked down, saying “your hell has passed,
—sleep well my love, goodbye”
(Villanova Pennsylvania: September, 2016)
Categories:
unspoke, love hurts,
Form: Rhyme