Of Winters Past

Let the unsaid things be left unsaid, As we share a final cigarette, The warmth of intertwined hands, And the knowledge that winter will end.

To Stop Healing

I wake having forgotten your name, Like a long-lost place, a dream's remains, The pain evaporates, but leaves hollow space, In my mind - the disgrace of betrayal, The ache of love turned to hate, The horror I feel, as memory fades, Holding on tight, to delay the decay Of the lingering pain of that … Continue reading To Stop Healing →

The Three Loves of M. Renard

The First Love is Adoration, You led me by the hand, Companion of my youth, Such artful passion, Like a compass true: Your dreams, your love, your life. I wept when they left you, The Second Love is for Passion, My eager dilettante, Balm for this broken fool, Laughing, alluring, With a smile so cruel, … Continue reading The Three Loves of M. Renard →

To Mind, to Body, Rest

Tis like the Mind suffers fever,To illumine so bright, it blinds,Chittering madness, all it finds,Laughter from some great deceiver. O how Heart shatters in its strain,Pulsing, unthinking convulsionOf the perpetual motion,A dance of life lived in vain. Where now are the rewards I seek,Of restful, sweet oblivion,The gentle call of deep stygian,Within those depths, my … Continue reading To Mind, to Body, Rest →

A Reflection of the Board State

Winter slowly embraces,A cold country home,Filled now with wistful feelings,And of things I left undone. Letters scattered on the desk,These tearful goodbyes,From someone I used to know,Unless that too was a lie. Near the window, the whispers,Words I wished unsaid,A friendly game unfinished,White to move, but black is dead. Negligence transforms the room,My proud illusion,Untouched … Continue reading A Reflection of the Board State →

After night

She fades in the light,Like a half-remembered dream,Or a wintry sigh.

I Cannot Let Go

A fist forms, shaking, around a bleeding memory, squeezing every drop, of distant joy, which drips drips into the sand, of an endless desert, flowing forever.

Quiet mornings in the country

Warm kiss of sunlight,The flutter of consciousness,Gently stirring life. Coffee pours freely,Filling the mug to the brim,Steam whirls in a dance. The morning silence,Interrupted by laughter,Shared between old friends. Warm breeze stirs the field,In the early morning light,Green become golden. Sun casts long shadows,But our smile shines so brightly,Morning never ends.

Love is an Unplanned Storm

Love can never be a planned thing,Something that can be seeded,Nurtured with gentle appreciation,A bud warmed by a predicable hand.Watered, and carefully pruned,Until it flowers into maturity. Love is a wild and maddening thing,It staggers, buffets, and tears away,Pulling your feet from the ground,Leaving you wild-eyed and breathless,Desperation makes your need a cry,And grasping hands … Continue reading Love is an Unplanned Storm →

Bittersweet Release

What small comfort it is,To release you from your promise,Which you neglected so,The ties that bind us,Felt instead like a noose. When I close my eyes,Your phantom smile appears,Causing me such pain,Almost as much,As your constant frowning. There is something to be said,About being able to cut the threads,Of a dying relationship.But it still hurts,To … Continue reading Bittersweet Release →