Tuesday, July 24, 2018

Inseparable


Inseparable
for me that is what you’ve become
My first thought upon the morn
In my waking visions, wrestling through my night’s dreams
How does the thinker separate herself from the thought?
Is independence even possible?
My heart tells me it is not
Composing this, I miss your warm embrace
to hold me without end through coldest of nights
forsaking the comfort of a pillow 
exchanging it for the strength of your arm and chest
You had the most delectable of words 
to nourish my soul and mind
Capturing me with your enchantment
like a siren of the sea
but now you’ve become mute
How ironic my muse
Remove your mouth’s fetter and speak again  
Tell me of your days and dreams in my warm company

Monday, July 23, 2018

In Search of Love

Where is he now or is it she
I search for on this quest for love
Perpetually befuddled, failure after failure
The right partner always out of sight, 
Always beyond my grasp
My patience wearies
My heart pierced by empty arrows
Each blow drawing blood
Snatching snippets of my soul
Neither riches nor intentions can be the salve to this dilemma
Painfully, I sit in sack cloth crying out,
Asking for my solution
I know it not
I know only hurt and momentary delight
False hopes and wishful dreams
The tears, they fall abounding from my heart and eyes
Red from weeping
Cliché words bring anger and melancholy
I lay down awaiting rest
Unsure of what comes next
No steps laid out, no paths before
Only the tiring wanderings of a lover yet to be

Saturday, July 21, 2018

Soar

Mend my broken wing
And let me fly again
Let me soar into the sky
Rising higher and higher
Until I am above the pinnacle of the clouds
And can see the vast expanse below
And am reminded of the beauty
which has always been around me
But which has been forgotten
because I have been bound to this earth
Forgetting my calling as a bird
To fly, to be carried upon the current of the wind
To dip and rise from the jet stream's ebbing air
Embracing this carefree spirit that I was created with
Mend my broken wing
And let me fly again 

Friday, July 20, 2018

The Treasure

Call forth thy treasure
And let me put it on display
For the world to pine over
For me to savor till dawn's first ray

Others have seen your beauty prior
But scoffed their way past
But I see that which intoxicates
Feed my mind and this shall last

Nurture my soul
Be the balm to my pain and sorrows
Walk with me in delight
Until we emerge upon verdant tomorrows