Thursday, March 31, 2011

the rose-colored tomb.

The room, the gloom,
the rose-colored tomb.

The sanctuary from outer harm
can harvest in its depths
death's charm.

Careful of the time you hide,
death heeds all, never stops
'til satisfied.


Written 3.31.11 @ 12:28 PM

Tuesday, March 29, 2011

We held hands for a night.

We held hands for a night.

She rolls over in bed
and he slowly follows,
her steel and shiny new spoon.

The couplet embraces
through the early morning
in her dormitory room.

All garments still worn
not a one tossed
from their warm, supple skin.

Her contacts still on,
his shoes barely off,
and fresh stubble on his chin.

Only the night hours
and a few passioned kisses
connect the two of them.

And also the weight
and the quiet touch
of their gently coupled hands.

Soon they will wake
with small, tender looks
not sure of what to say.

So he'll kiss her eyes,
and she'll eat his lies,
each going their own way.

Written 3.29.11 @ 2:38 AM

Monday, March 21, 2011

alone with the earth

alone with the earth


My fingers run in slow motion

through the browning blades of grass,

just as they used to do

through your fading strands of hair.


My digits soft but firm

on the cool and quiet surface.

aimless but determined,

naive but knowing.


And you both let them sink in,

you and the earth.

let them feel for your love,

and caress your fragile heart.


As long as they keep wandering,

the loneliness won't take me.

But it already has, for I'm alone.

alone with the earth.


Written 2.15.11 @ 12:28 PM

Sunday, March 20, 2011

...we were lovely once.

We cannot be forever, but we were lovely once.


There was a time when we were lovely.

There was a time when we were one.

(now come and gone)


We cannot always live this way.

We cannot live forever.

(apart or together)


But love will carry on.


Written 1.19.11 @ 12:17 AM

Monday, March 7, 2011

Moods

Moods

I reflect the moods of the sun.
If it's away, I'm down for the day.
and the dark has taken and won.

Written 2.27.11 @ 6:24 PM

We flew fast.

We flew fast.

I have shared many tears
with lovers come and past.

But none so much as you.
If only we had last.

But our time flew fast.
But my life flew fast.

Written 2.15.11 @ 2:16 PM