Tag Archives: Love

The Spinning Wheel

If all the world knew what it cost to keep us spinning
around the corners of last year and the roads ahead
what would they say if they knew the words I spoke?
or the time I needed
what would they use to tie the chords of my soul?
aside from that which carries me home, your thread
my ruse conceded
say no more to the time it took for me to write this
I come to you in hours dire
the world is shattered and my mouth is fire
my time has ended
my love
befriended
the stars I have sought in this life of mine
they faded years before
we are out of this world now
and out of time
the message you seek has found no meaning
it is just that, a message
death comes to all; it is beauty untold
fingers of fear fall from my lips
as I sing to you of a world I once knew
a world I once ventured to
oh if you only felt the pain I would swallow
and the time it took for my heart to catch up to you
if the gods could write poetry, their words would be familiar
they would write of your hair
your eyes
and the smile that cut the cosmos
to say you are a merely a woman would be a fallacy
but to say you are not the fairest
would be untrue

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Dreamer, Drifter

My mind drifts from red dust to daylight
on and off the switch flickers
thick and thin, matters not to all the sin
all the sound, sights and ceilings that I’ve laid my eyes upon
hold the light as I fall to to the floor
your message burnt into my skin
your eyelids heavy from the warmth within

we fight daily, but we live freely
we fought the world and fell
the darkness thrived on our dealings
lately, I’ve found your hair soothing to the touch
a blessed feeling
no more nails, black water and paper trails
malice trickles in from the window
sunrise to sunbathed, we’ve found the world wanting
I linger on, unscathed

the widow calls out to the world in my stead
I have left this place in my shadow
back turned and nose burnt
I walk onto woodland paths unknown to those that laugh
no houses, no cabins or keeps to break the deep
longing I have for the worlds I’ve left behind, in my sleep

long ago have I noticed your embers
your dearly departed eyes have left the world watching
waiting, and I am touched
not by the wanting, or wounding or winding trails
and all the while we stood still in time, as I failed
again and again, we broke bread and shields in the twilight
onward to the hallowed halls of undying

onward to shallow graves and empty nests
filled with those fathers of empty threats
empty hearts, and eyes to look upon corpses we despised
but we loved them, we knew them
we watched them grow and die and again
we fill the coffins with rain from our tangled eyes

see the symphonies that I weave with my woe
with my heart on my sleeve, my light had to go
our swords fell to pieces and our words turned to ash
to barren lands, broken mountains
the waters drew back as curtains made of clouds
I walked alone, with you in my shadow
and yet I found you far ahead, always growing
always so beautiful, always so bright and unafraid
always smiling, a faithful companion
to the end

long have I waited for this day
this hour and moment in the dull dew of May
I find myself now in the fields of dreaming
dark with sunspots and too much feeling
follow me once more, my love
into light we cannot know
into the hearts that helped us grow
to lands unknown and unaffected
by the world we know
a place neglected

Where the Heart Is

If I could take a thousand pills and swallow them with all your ills, with all your dreaming dark deceit, I’d label that a godly feat. A task unknown to all that walk, to all that dream, and all that talk. To all the angry, ancient folk, that suffer still under the yoke. If I could take a thousand steps, away from you and all your tests. I’d find no solace in this world, no shell to shield, no wall to fold. No matter under the divine, to find and face my Valentine, to love your lace and all its kind, in body, soul and sullen mind. If I could find the words to speak, to all the faces that I seek, to all the places I have been, with all the hatred I am in. And all the balance broken down, from the worlds I’d wandered in my town, through all the tears that struck the ground. I’d still fall back in love with you, and then bring forth the golden rule. That love is childish, cruel and vain. A boring, blinding, barren game. A feud of fortune favoured still, by those that find no home, or hill. There is no place, nor time and truth, to love thyself, and still be true. With bated breath and hatred spent, I find the words to pay the rent. To mark the days until I slumber, deep in peril, hearts encumber. Heaven rests on tiny wings, born of brimstone, fellish things. Carrying Life and Death in dreams, to wonderment and eldritch beings. If I could mask my love for you, in darkest night and hellish view. I’d spin a web of laughing chaos, to wax and wain, to whisper true. And all the lies we’ve told ourselves, all the flies we’ve burned in hell, all the wisdom, all the woe, will rain red ribbons down on you.