Hoarder

Descending this abyss I’ve built

Ripe for excavation

It brims with muck I’ve cast aside

And yearns for sanitation

 

Somehow walls have been erected

And countless doors locked up so tight

I’m going to need some heavy tools

To really do this right

 

Rusted rotting iron

With no hole for a key

I’m forced to sit and ponder

How old these rooms could be

 

What lies beyond the welded doors

With what can they be broken

Just what lies in wait for me

Once they are finally open

 

Each door feels like a memory

Though I cannot place it

Perhaps these barriers remain

For I’ve not the strength to face it

 

I feel my way through endless halls

Each door like solid rock

And finally it comes to me

So I ball my fist and knock

 

 

 

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Long Time No See

I was so close

You were so far

from my mind that day

for the first time in ages

I had finally broken through the film of you

Breathed air that didn’t smell like you

Lived a day of my life all my own

No seeping streams of pain laced in my happiness

None of your clouds rolling past my sunshine

My smile was finally genuine, not fading to sadness at its end

My laugh was full and bold

untethered from memories of laughing with you

When my eyes closed, your face was gone

just like you, long months ago

but then –

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Caller

You have not yet drawn me out

You have not yet reached inside

Upon the steps you stand

Staunchly with your pride

 

You hem and haw and tap

And dart your eyes about

Safe now from the rain

But still you are without

 

Within the hearth awaits you

With frames still left to fill

Yet the threshold still abates you

Though your heartbeats trill

 

The lights within are dimming

Yet on my steps you strut

And though our heads are swimming

The door is groaning shut

 

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Resignation

Regrettably I must inform you

I cannot go on

My faculties are scrambled

my mind is far and wan

 

My fantasies are blending

into my conscious brain

When focus is penultimate

my mind is still free range

 

So I must keep my distance

and drive you from my thoughts

Before you there were thoughts

too precious to be bought

 

So please be gone temptation

I have a life to live

One that couldn’t e’er progress

with what I’ve left to give

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Sentimental Sunday: Figurehead

Clawless and clueless
he swipes at his prey
but somehow they feared him
and all shrank away

Giving their power
for it seemed of no use
they abided the roaring
and took the abuse

He wanted to lead them
they all fell in line
not seeing the danger
though they would in time

They blocked the cave mouth
please don’t go inside
but they were the victims
of their fears and their pride

So into the maw
they all seemed to vanish
and those who would help
were chastised and banished

In darkness they cowered
convinced by his roar
not realizing there was
no light anymore

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Bias

The bursting mouths of truth

That douse the puzzled brows

Sealed throughout their suffering

But no more can allow

 

And as the words escape

To you it sounds of screams

For you never needed bravery

To speak about your dreams

 

Of you they were expected

Solicited in fact

But never would its burden

Be thrust upon your back

 

The spoils excavated

From blood and perspiration

As your pockets bulged

As your cruelty held your station

 

Even once the bells presented

Ringing out in freedom

You tried with might for years

To ensure no one  could see them

 

Now that a subtle glint

Has blossomed to a shine

You mournfully lament the days

That all was naught but thine

 

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Platitudes

Crossed hearts still break their promises

Changed minds can change again

We all become accomplices

When we fight another’s sin

 

Blind eyes a respite given

in order to survive

We beg and bend and bargain

to keep our hope alive

 

Possess yourself in patience

and turn your head away

for surely things will soon make sense

but surely not today

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Molten

I was cast of the fiercest spirits

Strong beyond the times they lived

If you were wrong then you would hear it

And all they had, was what they’d give

 

An endless love laced with a power

That you never could quite measure

Silence drawn out with a glower

Yet helping others was their treasure

 

Never did they seek for glory

Though they glowed like treasure won

Though i’m part of their great story

I merely bask in the light of their sun

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Plots and Schemes

Keeping things clandestine

surely isn’t done so easy

it builds in your intestine

’til it gets you feeling queasy

 

Next thing you know you’re fuming

at the smallest of infractions

Your brain is always zooming

during all your interactions

 

You think maybe they know

from the way your phrase came out

and how hurriedly they go

when you start to show your clout

 

Sometimes you sit there waiting

for that knock upon the door

why are they hesitating

to tell everything and more

 

Finally your brain is cooked

you can’t help but sing that song

turns out maybe you mistook

them knowing all along

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Reviews

As you’re breaking down your day

and the lights have all gone dark

we tend to comb it for critiques

instead of kindled sparks

 

The awkward word, a cue we missed

repeating in our head

Instead of sonorus applause

and the hope that lies ahead

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