Tag Archives: Moon

The Concrete River

unbutton your shirt strings young magister
remove your boots, remove your eyes, retract thy roots
loosen your lingering thoughts and be still
let slip your hands from the cool neck of love
take a step back into your mind
where you are standing beside yourself as you fade
from memory
undress now young blasphemer
the world watches you
no coats, no cars, no mirrors for the scars
the cool hues and blind blues of the music you listen to
they soothe you now in the growing row of all the noise
all the poise, let go of it, all the lies, get rid of it
turn the terrors of the night into pages of memory
leave them there in time, feel that energy
feel it simmer, burn through the holes in your body
endless light, a distant glimmer
no tunnels to run through at the speed of life
no rules or endless fools in the world to hurt, to bruise
they sing praise down upon you, the bring pain to construct you
listen as the night burns the fur
your clothes are in a heap, mocking you
your body begins to creak, as the cold covers you
the valkyries, blind with mistrust, they hover, motionless
their sons, daughters, brothers, boneless
deathly spectres come to assess you
a dull blanket is thrown over
your friend, the moon above blows a kiss
and deaths daughter approaches
you have lifted the veil that has covered the world
dressed in black ember, with voices trapped in tar
the men and women now flood the streets
they envy you, they mimic you, they lust for you
mistrust, i do
clothes come off, fear is bought
loyalty lies where the dead would roam
and all we have now is an ocean of thought
caress the notion
no boots to put on, no coat to cover our eyes
no socks for the chill
and there lie the strings of you shirt
removed before you were born
by those that would love you and mourn
distant voices ring out again
music dulls
empty nests and a state of undress
love the night, for it builds you up
to test

Star Hollow

in the night i was found sleeping
dreaming dark with water streaming
reeling from the pain i felt
delivered unto time withheld
i was then left to fall apart
in agony with empty heart
in the barrows i was breathing
salt and sulphur, suffered healing
i was lost within myself
and often found to be misleading
if i am myself today
pray that i would stay this way
not the shell of hollow scars
a barren man of broken bars
cast to rivers filled with tar
water borne, from shivered stars
i am wakened, no more sleeping
for myself and others feeling
slowly, quiet down this creeping
water falls when we’re mistreating
woodland meadows in my sight
but blinded by the starry night
i linger on into the morn
lost at love, my soul forlorn
slowly steal into my shadow
woman of my dreams and marrow
wander onto dreamscape shores
and know my heart is ever yours
queen of ages, goddess moon
the sons and daughters ever swoon
for malice grips, and keeps repeating
i love you still
the veil revealing

Ellesime

love is not a winter spent in warmth
nor the time spent alone on an island shore
love is finding no fault in what you have now
to see beauty in the black broken wings of the monarch
the swan gods that measure life in the ripples of a pond
there is no why or from where or how
no ‘when do we leave’ or care to cry for the lost ones
there is always time, but not now
there is emptiness, yes there is plenty of it
but there is beauty in silence and the vacant caress
love, is not lust but their values are similar
cut from the same yet only one is linear
love is the emerald eye in a statue of the fairest
a forest alone on a distant planet, but clear
love is why we walk the fields barefoot
and you are the reason why i choose to feel
any of it