I am back in a place I've been before
Dark and cold
Only the dead would call it home
Between living and dead am I
I have killed off all my friends
I have been driven from my home like a leper
In my chest is a stone
When I bend I can feel it pressing against my rib cage
Trying to pierce this sad flesh
Without it I would be no different
It doesn't love, it doesn't beat
It feeds neither flesh nor soul
I cry for nothing and nothing cries for me
My attempt to be alive is a sham
Done expertly to avoid the harsh glare
To fend off those who would intrude on all I have left
My despair
eb
Friday, March 29, 2013
Monday, March 25, 2013
Snow Globe
Looking out my kitchen window
Fluffy,finely falling
Stepping into quiet solitude
The darkening of the evening has no effect on the whiteness
Spring upon us has no effect on the whiteness
I hope my snow globe forest lasts forever
eb
Fluffy,finely falling
Stepping into quiet solitude
The darkening of the evening has no effect on the whiteness
Spring upon us has no effect on the whiteness
I hope my snow globe forest lasts forever
eb
Saturday, March 23, 2013
For the longest time
An hour
A day
A week
A month
A year
An eternity
Spent in shadow
While the sun shines bright
Breathing but not alive
Dead but not at peace
Existing only in those rare moments
When she sees you
Only to be returned to your cell
Like the troubled inmate you are
When did the madness consume you
When did you forget your own face
When did you know that nothing would be yours again
eb
A day
A week
A month
A year
An eternity
Spent in shadow
While the sun shines bright
Breathing but not alive
Dead but not at peace
Existing only in those rare moments
When she sees you
Only to be returned to your cell
Like the troubled inmate you are
When did the madness consume you
When did you forget your own face
When did you know that nothing would be yours again
eb
Saturday, March 16, 2013
Tuesday, March 12, 2013
Miss
I miss my life
My so called life
I miss my wife
Don't miss the strife
I miss A
I miss M
I miss E
I miss me
I'm misty
eb
My so called life
I miss my wife
Don't miss the strife
I miss A
I miss M
I miss E
I miss me
I'm misty
eb
Sunday, March 10, 2013
She Comes
There is sun in the forest today
Warming the branches in preparation for buds and leaves
The bird's cacophony is back
Praises sung throughout the forest
Persephone is coming,
Prepare the way
Winter has loosened it's grip on the world
Spring cannot be thwarted
She is coming
eb
Warming the branches in preparation for buds and leaves
The bird's cacophony is back
Praises sung throughout the forest
Persephone is coming,
Prepare the way
Winter has loosened it's grip on the world
Spring cannot be thwarted
She is coming
eb
Thursday, March 7, 2013
I can no longer stop my children's tears
I can no longer stop my children's tears
Once a given they could turn to me for comfort and all would be right
No longer can I stop their their hurts
A kiss a smile does not heal the wounds the world inflicts
As they grow I fade
They look to me still but how can they see
There is little left of me
No longer can I stop their fears
Once protected they stand alone
Beauty and truth against the cold edge of reality's blade
A cityscape , wind blowing , as they stand upon a hillside looking down
They will travel down without me, but who will tend their wounds
The shards and piercings innumerable
I die for them each day but my blood mixes with dirt to be lapped at by jackals
No longer can I change the world
I am in its grasp too securely to breathe much longer
No more time to hold them in a strong embrace
A bedtime story that ended long ago
Their dreams their own
Their nights, the darkness, the dawn
eb
Once a given they could turn to me for comfort and all would be right
No longer can I stop their their hurts
A kiss a smile does not heal the wounds the world inflicts
As they grow I fade
They look to me still but how can they see
There is little left of me
No longer can I stop their fears
Once protected they stand alone
Beauty and truth against the cold edge of reality's blade
A cityscape , wind blowing , as they stand upon a hillside looking down
They will travel down without me, but who will tend their wounds
The shards and piercings innumerable
I die for them each day but my blood mixes with dirt to be lapped at by jackals
No longer can I change the world
I am in its grasp too securely to breathe much longer
No more time to hold them in a strong embrace
A bedtime story that ended long ago
Their dreams their own
Their nights, the darkness, the dawn
eb
Run
I have been running most of my life,
Literally,
Not to, not from
Mostly in place it's seems
The miles have been plenty
But I have not gone far
How do you abandon a road to nowhere
How do you run away from yourself
eb
Literally,
Not to, not from
Mostly in place it's seems
The miles have been plenty
But I have not gone far
How do you abandon a road to nowhere
How do you run away from yourself
eb
In my forest
In my forest
I hear the wind sometimes approaching,
Like a car approaching the house, that drives on and doesn't stop,
not staying to bring word from loved ones afar,
Blowing away the distance between us likes it does the old leaves
In my forest
eb
I hear the wind sometimes approaching,
Like a car approaching the house, that drives on and doesn't stop,
not staying to bring word from loved ones afar,
Blowing away the distance between us likes it does the old leaves
In my forest
eb
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