I was created this past spring
atop a tall and leafy thing.
By avoiding a late frost
neither I nor all my kin were lost.

Survival of my small drab flower
high up in this woody tower
led to my being pollinated
by pods that are most underrated.

By the time full leaf out came
I was ahead in this one game
to becoming more than just a nub
in the forest's central hub.

ordinary
as eclipse
the light
hovers at
the edge

you meet day
fresh cut from night
you are flush with
nights stars garland
on this soul

a voice of wind
in barren limbs
whispers
and i know the cold
comfort you wait
upon me

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a grated gate in midnight's light
once fell upon a sorry sight
as rain washed out the scarlet stain
the skies bowed down to hear the pain

a voice without a body heard
the sordid tale its waist did gird
one witness found, torn leaf by leaf
Creation's glory sank to grief

a tale no word was writ nor said
into the ground the silence bled
a soaked and orphaned quill remains
fraught with want of trilled refrains

I tread a worn and weary track
The risk of snipers at my back.
I’m under assault, I can’t relax,
I am alert twenty four seven.

I lose focus for one moment.
start to enjoy life,
and adversity attacks;

Bloody nose, eyes and ears
Flushed face full of tears

Full-blooded, strike back
My defence is to attack

I’m fired upon from the ranks
The guns chattering in my ears,
Need to take cover.
And toss few grenades back.

I’m out of control.
The world rejects me
And I reciprocate

I've researched, and I've written
about when, "twilight time" appears,

history proves it's different each night
and there's something about shadows, and mirrors.

But, I can tell you something
that narrows it down, even more,

just grab an odd numbered moonbeam,
and, you'll be gone before your feet hit the floor!

That's not to say it happens, everytime,
it depends greatly, on ebb and on flow;

Shut Up Sometime

Some people talk too much
never shut up
and never listen

Words like rain continue to fall from their lips
a door that can't be closed
and a wooden idol that can't be heard

Shut up sometime
make the world a better place
and stop tuning out knowledge

Listen to the words of your love
shut your trap
and free the peace

Paradise Gained

You've paved a way,
To paradise you say,
You have a heart
And
need no brains any way

So now that you reside
In paradise all day
Donate your head and brains,
If any, to strangers
Who stray thy way?

Keep your heart anyway
Brains are a waste
Throw them away,

Yes that’s right
Straight away

The other night, I let you down
and, I never even saw it coming;

the blues music, in the background strumming,
while you played the game.

The other day, you made it crystal clear, to me
how you were angry when we closed our eyes, that night,

and somehow, that doesn't seem quite right,
though I held you just the same;

I count my blessings, for the time I'm sharing with you;
every second, of every hour, of every day;

Too much feeling
I devised distractions.
To filter out the pain..

When you came home
The key in the lock
Made me hold my breath

I hit the dimmer switch
And you were gone,
But not for long.

So agressive , so strong
size imposing,
choking the life out of mum

Bubbles floating into the conscious sea
Whipped air-borne
Riding the currents of reality.

Leached from the mind of a healthy psyche
Effervescent
Loosing florescent fractures of memory.

Randomly expanding and bursting free
Abstract thought
Travelling toward the outer galaxy.

Flashing atoms of luminosity
Firing
Pulsating charges of electricity.

Relaying across the synaptic tree
Particles
Exciting cognitive imagery.