The light of her avatar in a dark sky. Throwing rose petals into the dirty cracks of the sidewalks glimmering upward to the heavenly spheres. A spirit flowing down the echoey halls of a golden castle. The life in death she’ll reflect to beautiful gardens cascading beyond her. Suns afire in the waning light and the promise of a returning day. Eternal glances of beauty kept within the smile she graces her courtiers with. Dances in speechless remembrance, the celebratory goblet held in sanctimonious offering. A petal on the face, the hard prick forgotten. Longing for the light to fight away its counterpart. In purity of raven’s wings spread to fly, the dynasty of love come forth.
#poetic
Tricks
Fans splay
Bones
Set to blaze,
Inner filming
Rocks
Cascading foes
Silent.
Tripped to blood
Rollicking
Smoke,
Cape of
Ash
Thrown over
Trick fire
Decimated.
Noir Reverie
Along
Satin gloves
Browned
To whittling
Hours,
Stashed furs
Tearing
To love’s
Final
Descent…
Caustic Nightmares
How I’ve felt when the chain
Is undone,
Then linked to the Other.
She floats through the
Mind’s backdrop,
A disturbing vision.
What he’ll say to cut me off,
The anger stirring.
I’ll sigh in regret,
Pinned to my death’s
Wish.
How the days will
Prolong themselves,
Filtered into caustic
Nightmares.
Wandering Beyond Starlight
As you are far,
So I am near.
In revelation,
Wandering beyond starlight.
A voice familiar,
Kept in my unconscious
Spindle.
So close you’ve
Come to
Knowing,
Yet tracks split
In seething fury.
Restless lovers
On the rusted
Wings
Yearning to take off
Into night.
Your glassy eyes
An indicator,
The bottomless orbs
Of everlasting traces.
A tip of the hat,
The call to flight,
Raven’s beak
A soft sounding
Recollection
Of our time in
An infinitely marked earth.
Respite
Blushing rains,
Cool waltz taken
On a loving wind,
Fired to what
Breath makes
When
Quieted,
Forest serenade
Brought
Into
Scope
Of souls
Loosening,
The dedicated respite…
The Starry Veil
How a face
Of ridicule
Morphs
To its own
Ill timed horizon,
Drummed out
In droves,
A wave licking
Itself back,
Curtained
Eyes
Knowing
The
Cessation of
A quick-witted line,
The clapping
Drowning out
Spark plug feelings
Strung to
Lifting quandaries
Rousing a starry veil…
Carousel
Showed to the
Virulent street,
An embittered jaunt
From limo
To ebony
Faceless steeple
Leaning,
Dark arts
A lesson to
Slather on hot
Plastic keys,
The ticker tape a
Reminder
Of solemn reasoning.
Midday,
No shine to embolden
A hunched suit about to
Bust,
Dried bread
In hands
Turning the small bowl of
Lunch stew,
What haunts to orchestrate into
Evening,
Tricks of the ancient
Covens,
The sad waltz of
Exiting
Players,
Trailing down to
A solitary clue to
Financial mazes
Flickering
Across the flaring
Mercurial screen,
Eye deliriums
Flashing over
The ticker tape carousel,
Each code an animal
Leaping into
Planetary confusion,
Of Santeria spun
To darkened hopes
Traipsing,
Roaring cabs testing
Strips of friction,
Roaring legs to
Throw back muddy
Shots to
In dingy blushing
Theaters way on
The other side
Of town,
Roaring cradles of
Limp eyed
Passengers
Going over the
Rutted avenues
Back where the
Fences welcome
Them into
Consecrated homes,
Ragged films to be
Stowed,
Coats to
Hang vertical,
The space
Gathered
For resting
Roundabouts,
Breathless bulls
To turn down
For another night…
Plains
Fallen to the
Empty starless
Nights.
Washed upon in
Senseless
Greed.
Crowded universe
Spilling
Gases,
Fated rocks
Ready to make
Jagged moves
Across loveless plains…
Silence is a Vestibule
Spoken to
Frayed ends,
Cat’s luminous eyes
Surveying
In backlit
Perplexity.
Coiled
Confusion
Reeling
Staid
Femininity,
Silence a
Vestibule
Realigning
Noxious spheres.
