Lingering just outside of work, still in my old car,In the dark hours before the sunrise, While false flurries fall like discarded static. The car stereo beats a rhythm that aches around me,Yet the world seems awfully dim 'neath yellow headlights,Yearning for something lostIn that transient strangeness of an earlier Spring. Like our breath, I … Continue reading Spring Sunrise
Tag: Nature
midland new years
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.
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.
Stella
No matter how things were left between us, the phantom of Stella Alfieri will always linger in a quiet, protected place in my heart. She is my Muse, and for those rare moments when she is not somehow the source of every story, every tale, every lie I write, her mark is left upon the … Continue reading Stella
Falling
Visions of snowfall reverie, Dancing gaily on your hitched breath, Caught on wet eyelashes, Dyed a red wine-dark, Smeared like your mascara, Falling as black snow.
mountain youkai
I miss the mountains:Lonely spirits on the lake,Fishing for lost dreams.If they happen to catch mine,Hope they kindly release it.
sounds of morning
The sounds of morning,Of dogs barking and bird-song,Of my stifled yawns.
foggy roads
Foggy morning roads,Billow out from sleeping towns,The breath of soft dreams.
Wildflowers, Maples
I love these girls who livea relationship, a moment,but I am old and covet the way,that maples grow among wildflowers.Not to say they are not beautiful,but the shade is sweetbeneath red-tinged leaves.