Reading My Mind ~ the end ~ CDXCVI/ D

I found ink in my veins
from a cut of a blade
dripped as a line
that turned into a rhyme
blood dried soaking up eyes

reading my mind…

I found ink in my veins
from a beating heart
boils with thoughts
exploding in my head
misty heat escapes from blasting breath

leading my mind…

I found ink in my veins
from a pounding brain
shots of lightning bolts spark a fire
burns the words flaming dire

bleeding my mind…

I found ink in my veins
from a passionate will
craves to speak a perfect prose
trembling with fear
that your ears would hear

heeding my mind.


You Are My PoetryΒ 

Funny how little words stand out like the rising sun.  Calling birds to sing in the mornings grace.  The cool air from the nights slumbering face awakes.  As the trees sway, the thought of you comes my way. So, so far away, I can’t see but I can feel your hearts beating thunder.  Your soul as it flutters with a good, my hope for earth is renewed.  All it takes is one, to start the chain, effect that can change, one love, into many.  When the darkness comes, I hide, like so many of us.  Scared to take that step, which leads the walk that comes from talk.  Street lights and headlights, illuminating the way, where evil lives to breathe and play.  My mind is filthy, it stalks your lines.   It licks the very thought that comes to be from your poetry.   Your flowing words ignite a fire deep inside.   Erection, the effect, from the cause of reading your poetic affection.  


I Can See Reasons


I can see a million reasons why this is wrong.
Me with you,
for a moment,
for a breath.

for all the wanton visions
that dance in my head,
and taste the dream, that intoxicates the senses.

I can see one reason why this is right.
For that one love,
to take it all,
uninhibited and free.

on the crest of a wave,
that leads over the ocean,
rolling onto your shore.

I can see no reasons why we just don’t.
Take a chance start off slow,
build up speed to fly
and carry on through the seasons.

Bitten by winters frost.
Thawed by springs blossom.
Bronzed by summers bliss.
Fed by autumns harvest.

I can see reasons why this is true.
With every beat,
that vibrates,
my chest echoes and aches.

Spinning my head like a merry-go-round.
Falling in love,
pulled to the ground,
all because of you.