Saving Grace
We all wear masks
in our daily lives ~
it is only
when Darkness
has fallen
that I may remove mine.
I hide from the Light ~
not from fear
or deception,
but to seek Peace
in the only place I can.
I hope you understand ~
it is not a lie,
it is a safety net.
It is not my choice
to come here
this way,
but I must have one thing
I can call my very own ~
one thing I can count on
to stay safe & sacred.
I've lost so much,
I cannot tell you.
Please know
that I whisper
your name
while I'm here.
The Swan Serenades for Serene Darkness
Even from this farthest shore,
there is Soul recognition
between us ~
an acknowledgement
of the Light we share ~
the warmth we feel
to be Truth...
How can you know me
so well?
How can you love me
so deeply?
You are a glimmering star
in this moonlit sky ~
a beacon of Trust
to guide me,
should I ever
lose my Path
under shadow's veil...
There are years
separating us,
yet, there is no gap
too wide
for us
to cross ~
we have built
this rainbow bridge
between our Hearts...
Know this, my Friend,
shining child of my Heart ~
should you ever need me,
I will be there
to offer
all the Hopes
& Dreams
& Life
I hold within...
I would give
all I have
to be present
if Darkness
ever falls too hard
for you to bear
alone...
Shoreline of the Moon
There is a raging Tide
in my eyes today ~
it crashes against the rocks,
unbidden ~
I cannot blame the Moon
for this pulling away
I feel
so acutely ~
I cannot blame
the Night
for the shadows
flitting across
my Soul...
There is Time, yes,
& it flees
from our grasping hands ~
it will not be held
by any embrace,
no matter how warm ~
All I know is,
this pain
makes me
weary ~
this Joy
brings me
to my knees...
Desire to Dream
I would dance
upon the gleaming surface
of your profound Heart
& slip beneath
the curled edges
of your shining Soul
in order
to gain
your favoured eyes...
I would whisper wildly
the design of Dreams
into your waning Sun
& softly sing
of vivid visions
to your ebbing Moon
just to see
the corners
of your smile
as they turn towards me...
I would unveil
the magic
at its best
& reveal
the mystery
as it unfolds
if only
to hear
the Solace
of your sighs...
I would close
this distance
with one running leap
just to feel
the fire
in your embrace...
Ah, but it cannot be ~
it will never be ~
my words mock
my every tormented breath...
Diligence Solves the Mystery
I should have been
a detective ~
the bloodhound within
works overtime,
solving riddles,
answering questions
composed of trivia ~
I follow this disappearing trail
of breadcrumbs
back to the source
& find
what I did not wish
to see...
I am not a forensics expert,
but people leave clues,
both blatant & subtle ~
I trust my Instincts;
they have saved my Life
more than once...
I could have been
a Private Eye,
a la Sam Spade
or Philip Marlowe ~
we'd see eye to eye
& Heart to Heart
on many things & solve
many crimes together ~
yet, I'd never be fooled
by The Girl...
Mary Astor didn't pull the wool
over my eyes ~
I knew she was guilty
long before the credits rolled ~
I have common sense...
I could have hung out
at Nick & Nora's place
& played with Asta ~
I could have been
their designated driver,
bodyguard & babysitter,
all in one...
I would have rolled my eyes
at Dr. Watson's appearance
of density
in the Presence
of Sherlock's Genius...
I would have known Moriarty
from a mile away...
I take one clue
& fit it to the puzzle
until it's suddenly
a whole picture ~
no matter how hot the flame
that burned the incriminating letter ~
Oh, no, not this time...
it wasn't the Butler
that did it...
Cultivating a Garden of Dreams
I would plant
a garden in your eyes
if only to watch
the blooms unfold
under the Light
that shines with
the glorious intent
of Dream...
The scent is lovely
as the wind
caresses the horizon
& carries the perfume
into the distance...
Beauty fills vision
& unveils the Truth
& Trust
in Nature's fervent embrace ~
when the sky breaks,
it weeps
for the grandeur
we find within...
In Vivid Visions
There is warmth here,
in this room
made of subtle glass ~
we pull the curtains
for silence
so that dreams
may unveil themselves...
There is an echo
across a distant horizon
where Love once wept
inconsolably ~
now, she whisper~sings
& seeks Hope
once more...
You light a fire,
turn to me
& gently smile ~
suddenly,
you sweep me into your arms
& we are dancing
without music...
The Fog Rolls Gently In
There's a Light on
in the window
of my dreams ~
a beacon
of Hope
to guide me Home,
where it's
comfortably warm,
away from
the crashing waves
of the tide...
I can see
the shoreline
in the distance
& know the strength
of Faith
to bring me
into safe harbor...
I know the
unfathomable
depths
of a Soul
submerged...
Hope at Dusk
Sorrow
sometimes
bleeds through
my day...
I attempt
to staunch the flow,
for it is Life
staining the page...
I have cried
bitter tears
at losses
too great to fathom ~
I have taken
deep, jagged breaths
of Despair...
I will not let shadows
conquer
the Light
I guard
zealously within ~
I fought too hard
to have it ~
let alone
the battles I waged
to keep it...
It is,
after all,
who I am...
Adding your comment:
Thank you for reading & for your kind comments, Kahy...I'm pleased you enjoyed it...Be well, Poet...
Be well, Poet...
Thank you for reading & for your kind comments, Jeremy...I'm pleased you enjoyed them...Be well, Poet...
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