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 →

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.

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 →

Along an Unburdened Sea

Even the faint touch a foreign breeze,Brings forth memories,Of your softly whispered voice with such ease ,With such clarity,That it feels like a terrible disease,From which, I eagerly search for release. To forget your place in my troubled heart,I've traveled so far,Though your presence gave me the gift of art,You, my guiding star,Have ruined me … Continue reading Along an Unburdened Sea →

My Love, Anathema to…

How we dismissed the danger, Of that foggy path we so bravely crossed, To fall in love. How boldly do we taunt fate, Our every desire we grossly inflate, Until want becomes need becomes repressed, Enthusiasm and respect depressed, Every word of kindness becomes a curse, Your gentlest touch only makes things worse - So … Continue reading My Love, Anathema to… →

Silent Poet

Prompt: Introductions for the Apocalypse, by friend, A- I am a silent poet. For the apocalypse does not concern me. The spread of Covid-19? Just wear a mask, shop online, stay unseen. Our economic collapse? Wealth is a construct, numbers on an app. Social Inequality? Am I not a model minority? I am a silent … Continue reading Silent Poet →