Death of a Poet

Poems flowing in syllables broken by beats
A comma produces a pause, like taking a turn on the streets
Trying to make you feel, as you read these words of a poets piece…

Moonlit sky on a peaceful night
The black of space is blue tonight
Gaze upon a single star
Searching for words from afar
How can a poet describe what he sees
If he doesn’t, feel the moment, it appears

Clouds that barely move, covers the moon
Sweep across its back, a blank consumes
Wordless, a disease of the mind
When creation is hard to find
How can a poet describe what she sees
When her heart, only feels, the tease

Fighting the void by throwing in thoughts
Jumbled, mumbled, conjugates not
A phrase that would meld to tell
The death of a poet, fell
How can a poet describe what it sees
When it can’t, see the forest, for the trees


drawing by missmagicgirl on deviant art

Thin Ice

A walk in the dark through a forest lost
Tracks laid deep in snow to the knee
A burden toiled every step spoils
Virgin dust of liquid frost
White, pure, demure

Sadness cooled by the cold night air
The burn, on flesh bare, turns white the hare

Stumbled out, a clearing found
Lined by trees and mountain peaks
Glide along, on a frozen lake
Heavy load, thin ice breaks
The further out, the deeper goes

Centre point, a pirouette, taking in the last breath
Catch a glimpse, wink at natures bliss

A shock to the core turns off the heat
All the senses heighten except for smell
Sight is the first to go from what follows
Awoken in the arms of an angels glow
After death or saved from drowning


You See, It’s Like This…

Incapable of love
To have and to hold until death does part
Committing to a purpose
Sanity or insanity, which, is listened to more

You see, it’s like this…

Always thought, a child left to rot
Without want from a mother’s heart
Would end up dead by the time he’s ten
That was when the brain opened up
Fighting back, cussin’out
School calls dad, come get your son
Year after year, became more severe
The hate inside can’t stand it here
Time to go, pack a bag and leave
Lonely nights, frost bit hands
Wandered out to nowhere lands
Found the coast where the sun sets last
Pushing brooms, cleaning toilets
Taking scraps from half eaten sandwiches
Making bed on wooden park benches
Vowed to be free as a black bird
Roaming here and there, no care nor need
Without a first love, the heart will never bleed
Watching the world roll by
Leaves me wondering why
I chose to be the who is me
End the line that’s coloured red
A name no more to be read
Vanished, when a final breath is bled


A Sanity Assailed

Sunlight dances through leaves off vines
To touch the earth on this morning rise
Crisp autumn air left beads of crystal ice
Spooning grapes, dangling, wanting, to be wine

Drunk on the nectar of the gods
Gives courage to sing a song aloud
Dance about, frolic, in happy thoughts
Spreading joy, leaving smiles abound

Taste of wine, on lips, divine
Quick to kiss, a kiss’ sublime
Sends a rush, a hush, be mine
Forevermore, one glass at a time

Sober comes, when pain invades
Screams inside, a story creates
Silence broken, sliced by blades
Splattered blood, on a paper chase

Vineyards deep, beyond what lays
Lost in sleep, a final breath exhaled
Counting sheep, to end all days
Bottles deep, a sanity assailed


Come Dance With Me

How bittersweet the journey has, travelled long, highs, lows
Lured by dimpled smiles, dreamy, steamy, sexy eyes
Fell in love a thousand times, every one hit beats in rhymes
Held captive to a broken heart, stitches fade to a hardened scar…

Come dance with me, soothe our souls
Could you, would you, find the time to roll
Blaze the herb of peace and tranquility
Take a chance on a night filled sensuality
Come dance with me, flesh to flesh
Feel the heat, warmed on skin flushed
Side to side, swaying with the breeze
All alone, no one watching, now breathe
Come dance with me, open wide
Make every step a silky glide
Taste what we feel, touch back every touch
A lifetime flashed, make every second count
Come dance with me, to the very end
Lay down slow from a spinning pirouette
Beautiful swan drunk and charmed
Faerie tale dreams in a prince’ arms