Hourglass

Humbled by the

Rains,

Flows of soft

Myriads turned

Blue.

 

Starlight

Sequence,

Respite stolen

From her,

Cradled

Wisdom

From dank

Puffs.

 

Parchment

Burned to its

End,

Swallowed

Beauty,

Hourglass eyes

Rotating to the

Shifting sands…

Ascension

To laze

About,

A rotted

Apple.

 

Made to

Fall,

A deer

Nearby to

Scoop away

The remains.

 

Taunted into

Resignation,

Complacency

Adhered to.

 

Fear to arise,

What moves

The skies,

A chance

To make

Known

What goes

Opposite of

Descent.

 

The Witch

Mystic wooded

Eyes,

Bitch’s brew.

 

Foamed to

Magic remembrance,

Scintillating ties

To the

Unforeseen.

 

Flown over

The arcing

Night,

Splintery caravan

Suspended.

 

Brought to

Fantastical fruition,

Sown across

The cryptic

Fields…

 

From My Anthology Rebel Rose titled Rebel Rose

Taught to comply,

Gone off

To the other side.

 

The edge felt,

Ride through

Thorn patches.

 

Soft petal an

Afterthought,

Positioned

Opposite

A rising bud.

 

Sunlight fractured,

Moon drip captured,

Flown to

Sky bent over

Brazen earth.

Barbie Girl

Strawberry kiss,

Latent mystery

Underneath.

 

Glittering eyes,

The hidden

Universe

Swirling.

 

Walking on tall

Legs,

Secret thoughts

Brewing.

 

Something lit in

Long finger nails

Reaching,

The desire for

Dreams

Accruing.

Gospel

Plots she’s dug,

Rounded holes

Of mercilessness.

 

God above,

Eyes of disdain,

Counting the

Omissions.

 

Singing for the

Answer,

Falling to her

Knees in

Blessed Shame.

Fearless Girl

Stocks falling,

Ticker tape rumble…

 

Foaming at the bit,

Wallowing above

The fluctuations.

 

Wall Street gamble,

Bull on its heels,

Girl to steady the

Charge.

 

Transactional

Interruptions,

Phones on a

Tilt,

Brushed along in

The recessional

Sweep of

Zero equaling zero…

Woman

Are they ready,

Her solitary journey

Unfolded,

Dangerous fumes

Spreading

Across the Earth.

 

Search for the

Elixir,

Thrown to the

Bulleting flames.

 

On a speeding

Track,

World unfurling,

Shadow story.

 

Alone until death,

The resting place

Looming,

Light unto light.

 

Passage granted,

Can the people

See,

A walk for the

Tired path

They tread.

 

Nothing given,

A chase to the

Illustrious

Steeple,

Fallen for

The sake

Of their freedom.

The Tiger

Approached too closely,

Burned up quick.

 

Tiger paws

Surveying,

Prospects arranged.

 

Sitting duck

Taken to the

Sawmill.

 

Fed through

The machine,

A shredded

Former self.

 

Never too relaxed,

Yet sprung to

Action when called.

 

Fires alight,

True reign come

Forth.

Sacrifice

Given up for

Gold,

The telling is in

Time.

 

Beauty will

Unveil,

From the long

And aching

Vine.