Virgin snow drifts down, Clinging to moist eyelashes,Tears sting, fail to fall. Cold mornings haunt me, I see your breath in the air, Strange to miss you still. My lips still feel numb, From stolen, drunken kisses, New Years' revelry. So much to regret, But as the New Year dawns bright,For you, I will try.
Tag: Closed Form
Poetry that follows pre-established formats and and patterns for lines, syllables, and rhymes.
Echoes
I'm a shallow well,Repeating the same verses,Like an old echo. Weep into my depths, O Muse,And fill me with purpose To the very end,We're all just telling stories,So does it matter,That after all of this time,I have but just one to tell?
Apartment 2
All doors return here,To this bitter place I live,Unwilling to change. I'm trapped in these tired cycles, Or is a cage a comfort?
Apartment 1
This cold apartment, With windows facing the east, Drag out lonely nights. The sun rises to glory,But sets well beyond my reach.
A Kind Word
My hands, shaking now,Freeze at the thought of your loss,My Muse, I beg that you stay. My hands, steady yet.Wrapped around your foolish throat,Why would I ever leave you?
This Week in April
I think this day wasvery important to mein a distant past.We grew older together,In a different future.
Dark Mirror
I feel awake now,After this long winter sleep,Feeling lost somehow.The man in the dark mirror,I no longer recognize.
jealous
I can't stand her eyes,When they alight with passion,Thinking about you.It's an ugly thing, you see,The green envy within me.
Too Many Thoughts
For once in your life,Stop thinking and just shut up,Sleep in soft silence.My thoughts whirl about my mind,Cut on shards of lost futures.
Knight Errant
A true Knight Errant, Through adventure and honor,Seeks only a home.Will you, good Queen, offer one,And allow this soldier rest?