The thin book was drawn up from its dusty corner,Having long slept, unattended,And was taken outside, a campus' summer,To be read beneath the outstretched boughs,Of an ancient maple warmed by the sun,But then, only moments after,After joyously stretching its old spine,Revealing its record of lost memories,The book tumbles from exhausted fingers,Landing in verdant greens,A little … Continue reading Outside the University Library Often Unvisited
Tag: Prose-Poetry
Green Seas, Blue Skies
I am floating on my back,Upon this sea of green envy,Staring at a broken blue sky,Only occasionally struggling,When it serves my own interests,Or when the waves come crashing,Without even asking,Drowning me casually, like a friend,And I can then say unsarcastically,That the sky is a beautiful because it is blue,Even though it isn't really really blue,More … Continue reading Green Seas, Blue Skies
Expressions of the Defeated
The hand that grazes my cheek stirs me from sleep,Scented in earthy, flowery colors that taste like sunshine,To wake and see her eyes, like liquid amber glistening,And to take her frowning mouth into my own,She tastes bittersweet, like marijuana and sadness,But hungry for the opportunity to escape thought,I swallow her poison, soothe the wolf of … Continue reading Expressions of the Defeated
I was feeling Anxious
I was feeling anxious,Fingers twitching in an effort to calm,Flipping a cigarette in intricate circles,As ideas flowed from my scalp in oily streaks,Meeting a shallow breath stinking of poverty,Eyes stinging with sweat and living,Another moment summons apathetic choices,Like lingering smoke bored of my company,Choosing to drift away into oblivion,I check my phone, 15:17,Useless,Tracking the time … Continue reading I was feeling Anxious
Fever Dreams
I glimpsed the Way behind the Veil,In the Mountains behind the Dark Moon,Where thought and dreams flows like honey,Consumed as wine, stirring dreamless sleep. In the Way, Love is a spear in your side,As ever-falling blood form glistening stairs,Descending to Nine Hells' Enlightenment,Where Hermits transcend into hollow husks. Lost faerie rings expand into Cwlwm Celtaidd,The … Continue reading Fever Dreams
A Moment’s Rest
Lying here,Watching darkness grow in perfect circles,Staining the foundation of our home,I realize with sublime certainty,That I can finally rest.
Peaceful Red
Beneath the surface of calm waters, I sink, gently slipping away, My arms lag behind, as though reaching, Grasping for the impossible dream, Of hot summer air, baked blue by sun, While I sink into the green of sleep, And I close my eyes, in peaceful red.
Worse to be Simply Forgotten?
I dreamt of you the other night:The white of your neck,Silhouetted by starry hair,Your crooked smile seemed to say,"If you have a problem, deal with it."While you moved to a song only you heard,Golden eyes gleaming with secrets thoughts,And your sharp personality cutting every word. But then I remembered,Your eyes were a pale green,Like a … Continue reading Worse to be Simply Forgotten?
Fairy Queen neath Amethyst Skies
Neath amethyst skies,Fairy circles’ flowers bloom,and await her arrival: Twilight-tinged Tulips,and Azure Azaleas, Peek shyly open petals.While Forget-Me-Nots,Rising ‘neath purple clovers,Murmur their dreamy hullos.Only the roses,Dream their purple fantasies,She loves them better that way. Caressing each friend,The Fairy Queen settles in,Neither song nor spell tonight,Just a cup of tea,And the easy grace of friends,For this, the … Continue reading Fairy Queen neath Amethyst Skies
Self-Reflections I
Yes, I am a fraud: Covetous and passionate, And yet, dismissive and bored. I am like a child, Who cries and pleads for new toys, And so breaks the ones he has. And so in my fits, My discarded loves grow deep, Even as I grow shallow. How can I accept,The love you tenderly give,When … Continue reading Self-Reflections I