My Thoughts

It was foolish

"keep the dog buried"

But I couldn't

The visions of life

Of laughter

Of love.

I followed Dr. Frankenstein

And tried to bring you to life

And Damn,

Reminding me how little you cared.

Taunting me with memories -

Your lips, on mine

Glistening in the moonlight,

Arms and legs,

Tangled.

Oh, How my soul raced across the night sky!

Chasing a brilliant sun -

Forgetting that I was the moon,

Happiness takes practice

     play with fire

     sing with birds

     chase the ripples on the water

     delve into the secrets underground

Longing eyes

Secret smiles

.

gasping breaths

scraping nails

.

gripping hands

waterfall eyes

.

regretful sighs

Immobile legs

entrenched in mud;

until I danced upon water.

scraps of longing

hidden in my body,

waiting for the spring breeze

     and blaze

nostalgic memories

     discarded

to make room

    for the new -

A starved bee

lapping at sweet nectar

created without intent or care.

But to the bee,

It wasn’t all darkness and stormy weather,

I just thought it was temporary.

I control how I feel

     until I can’t

I control how I react

     and it hurts

I control what I say

    but my throat seizes 

I control what I do

    but I can’t reach

I gave my heart

I live in a land rebuilt by monsters,

Children of narcissistic men who couldn't hold a title

So they took it from the hides if others

I live in a land rebuilt by monsters,

Where the water ran clear, nourishing life

So they turned it to poison and kept the source

I live in a land rebuilt by monsters,

Here the greenery wove in our food, music, and soul

So they took the color and and they took it’s magic

I live in a land rebuilt by monsters,

In a time of change, kept asleep with tranquilizers

What Do You See?

magic and love sit in our hands

- seeking to be held -

I see your fear

squandering this magic.

I learn from your sight

I long for my mother's arms

For the comfort I could find

On the chest that never fed me.

The words of wisdom

I never heard her speak

For the arms that once held me

- a touch I don't remember.

She lashes with words

Finding our unbreakable chords

That she uses to crack my soul

- revealing the shadows beneath.

I use the secrets of alchemy,

And the wisdom of the stars,

To calm the tune that she perfectly strikes,

Hoping that our leaden song