Is Love A Thing (Reverse Poem)

If what we love hurts us ...

is love really a thing,

Ask yourself this ...

Words of Words

Describe the sky,

Seemingly endless, 

Blue,

Beautiful.

So many words

For just one word.

Yet we cant take the time

To describe others,

with more than-

“Basic”

Or 

“Annoying”

To The Wave

Fair water, still
In thine own purest flow
The clear, refreshing river
An emblem of the brightest glow 

A hidden beauty 
Soiled by human hands 
Thy waters run deep and true
Onto distant lands! 

You keep the memory still
Within thine frozen heart 
And in the wave you resemble 
A truest work of art! 

For in my eye 
I will gaze upon your splendour 
And there I shall find-in moments time
Your calm and sweet surrender!

A Grave Conversation

I passed a man 
On the street today.
He said Hello
But not his name. 

I went to the cemetery 
With respects to pay 
This is the second time 
I saw this man that day. 

He'd been there a while 
It was easy to tell. 
Such a strange place
Where someone would dwell.

I said Hello,
But no answer he gave.
Though I learned his name
When I found his grave.

The Keys

Hear the clanging of the keys, 
The dreadful keys!
What a mood of sorrow
The wretched piano brings! 
How they clang, how its tune 
Would drive me mad all too soon!
And the heavens hold their ears
All hours of the night
While I sit in tortured silence 
In meakness and in blight! 
Even the gruesome metronome
Have I grown to envy now.
Its constant ticking with my heart
Has left a feeling so profound!
Hear the constant banging of the keys 
The ghastly keys! 
I have grown tiresome
Of the unwelcome tune it brings!
Through every grueling sound
Has left me anxious now
And how I rue the day 
From this horrid instrument I found! 

A Poetic Vow

The ring upon my finger 
And the sweat upon my brow
A perfume around me sweetly lingers
As I take my solemn vows. 
The jewel upon her hand
Has since left me with a feeling, grand
And now I am well endowed. 
And my love, who loves me fair,
Looked as the angels with golden hair
Had found her purpose being there
And my heart is delighted now. 
While a feeling came o'er me 
As she spoke these sacred vows
Such desire burned within me
Our love, is like a fire now. 
Love! From love I could not be shaken 
God forbid I'm lost in dreams,
And if so I will not waken! 
Lest sadness over me be taken 
And these vows would be forsaken 
Then in truth I would be dying now.

Serenade

So late the hour, so sweet the tune
I find my solace neath the moon.
While the village sleeps, and all is sound 
Such a place where love is found. 

Our talks were civil
And our feelings glad.
Tho the white dwarf stars
Had left us sad.

At rest upon 
The crescent brim 
I lie and sing 
My somber hymn.

And the moon
Who has heard my somber tune
Would permit my soul
All too soon.

Tho the moon's own light
Begins to fade, 
I must depart and return 
On another day. 

A Scream Within The Dream

It was many a year ago 
And even longer still,
In this lighthouse by the shore,
That I was sure I heard a noise,
A scream at my chamber door.
 
At that moment my soul grew weary,
My spirit naught but ash
Which had carcassed and fell upon the floor.
And my shadow still, 
Which Surpassed me 
Long ago in the forsaken days
Of Yore.
 
At that moment in my heart
There was a certain burning
Soon there became a  
Constant Yearning
A desire that I had long
Forgot about before. 
A series of utter bedlam 
Which had never frightened me before.
 
Moments passed 
With no mere word 
Which was spoken 
Though remained unheard.
 
As I kept to myself
Upon my many books of lore 
As their voices broke the 
Untai...

This Will Be

the coldest winter
thoughts are splintered
and people are shards
of fallen cards

This will be
the longest day
as numbers are counted
heads are mounted

This will be
the loneliest season
none can reason
instead of spreading cheer
we’re only spreading fear

One Last Trip

The weather must have been really bright when you left home
I just wished you were feeling the same
Your friends must have been really happy with no worries for the day
I just wish you were feeling the same
The beach must have looked really beautiful
Peaceful
I wish you felt the same way
The sand super smooth
The air clear
The water extra blue
I just wish I knew what you were thinking
You should have reached out
Instead of living a lie
You all must have dined on fresh seafood, flatbread, mashed foods and coconut water
Your favourites
I just wish I knew what you were thinking
Your friends must have walked along paths taking turns telling stores
While you tagged along pretending to be OK and telling no one about your pain
I still wish I knew what you were thinking
Life at home was unbearable I imagine
Minus the pandemic
Your wife kept you o...