The Hope of Something Absent

Like a word on the tip of my tongue
Or a memory so close to remembered
Breath through my lips
And fog through the branches
Slipping past without a word
Inconsiderate, I'm inconsolable
Sometimes death comes before life
Like smoke before a flame
You're gone now
Before I met you
Before I loved you
But oh, how I loved you
Desperate thoughts
Of a desperate woman
Clinging to things unknown
The fear of the chill
In your all consuming absence
Is all that I understand
For what has happened
Never happened
And who you are
Never existed
So I'll close my eyes
So quietly
So softly
And hope to see you again

That Which Love Can't Conquer

As I hold your hand I know for sure

Things will never change

After tonight time will stop

All life will cease to grow

No more chirps at morning light

No more hugs from sullen friends

As your heart beats its final rhythm

The hands on clocks will freeze

My eyes will dry

My head will drop

The world, in all its sad beauty

Will cease its incessant rotation

Plates will shift and pull apart

The planets will split to pieces

Will I exist?

Or disappear?

Who knows?

It doesn’t matter.

Without your feet

To keep me planted

Your wings to help me fly

Without your eyes

To help me see

Or your arms to hold me still

All life will cease to grow I know

So love doesn’t conquer all.

Silver Moon Man

With a kiss she bid the moon goodbye
Brushed her hand across his brow
Silver traces upon her lips
Reveal the unspoken truth
Time is up once again
He must return to the stars
She sits and weeps
As he rises up
Her eyes on him
His eyes on her
A promise lingers
Like sweet smelling winds
A curse
A spell
Regardless of it's cause
It lingers for eternity
One night
Each cycle
They lay beneath the endless dark sky
& feel the silence of their two souls as one

Time Across the Blackbird's Wings

All but the last few lines of this poem were written on the eve of my 21st birthday.

Another day
Another year
Life is passing by
Spreading like the winds of time
Across the blackbird's wings
True to form, it tip toes past
Careful not to wake you
A dream that lasts a hundred years
Then leaves you in the dark
Grasp at feathers slick and frail
Slipping through your fingers
The ones with wings
Must fly, must try
To out soar the winds of time

Clarity in Chaos

A piece falls into place

A heart beats a little faster

Eyes linger

And breath catches

I've met you once

In a crowded place

Filled with strangers

Just like us

Who would have thought

The fairy tales told truths?

A minute disguised as a second

We disappear to a world our own

Only you and I

If only you and I

Lost in time

And lost in truth

Where I end

And where you begin

We'll never know

From this moment on

Clarity in a mass of chaos

That's what this is

The climax of the story

The edge of the cliff

Call it what you want

There's no stopping now

No beginning

No end

We've found our forever

How to Love

Like all the pretty romance novels

I thought that I could change him

He would be the hero

& I would be his heroin

I'd save him from himself

Teach him how to love

I'd be the one that he would run to

The one to hold his heart 

Epic were my plans

Deflated was reality

Nothing is how it should be

No matter what the cost

To teach a boy to love

Is a risk that so few take

I guess I cowered from the chance

That his bite was as bad as his bark

One word and I would have risen

Taken up the challenge

As flowers wilt in heat

A heart withdraws from indifference

To say I was in love

Perhaps would be a lie

But to say that I was willing

Is to speak soft words of truth

It's grand to keep on wishing

Even in the dark

But to hold that candle up at night

Is the worst kind of denial

Clawing Rivers

I came across this beautiful image titled The Riverbank 8, and it inspired me to write this poem. So thank you Crinklechip for your beautiful work.

She holds her head up high

For fear of falling down

The water waits

With it's fingers clawing

Begging for her grace

She almost cries out

But dares not to

For she never knows whose listening

The angry ants

Or crying birds

They wait for her to fall

So out it comes

Her longing laugh

That smile can work wonders

Her moment of vulnerability gone

Replaced by such an act

Never will they see her worry

Or ever even doubt

For she knows that she will rise above

To concur all her foes

Lady

There’s a lady on my doorstep

Sad as she can be

The breathe that once filled her body

Has gone and left her cold

She didn’t weep

She didn’t sigh

She knew that it would come

Her life you see, not unlike ours

Lasts only for a moment

But unlike us

She didn’t fight

She didn’t ask the questions

Why me

Why now

This cannot be

For she knew the way of life

She’d lived for a time

And died on a day

As cloudy as could be

It isn’t right

It isn’t fair

But you see

It simply is

There’s a lady on my doorstep

Sad as she can be

The breathe that once filled her body

Has gone and left her cold

Stubborn

I've got the better of me now

And I'm overpowering myself

Too thick to listen to good reason

Too stubborn to change my mind

So many paths run before me

Which to take

Which to leave

So many emotions running through me

Grow up now?

The time has come?

Do what I think is right,

Or what others view as right?

If what I think is truly wrong though,

How am I to choose correctly?

A simple answer would be nice

But simple is not so common

I'll look at it how I want

Though realizing this won't change a thing

This problem is so insignificant

And yet it seems so important

Although I'm sure, 10 years from now

None of this will matter.

The Idea of You and I

You make it easy, so easy

For my to see us together

But for reasons I won't say

This fanciful dream may never be

Like the seed that had little chance to grow

I guess we'll never know

A single chance we may have

But we'll pass it up

I can see it all

In my mind's eye

I can see our downfall

Before it even happens

We'll pass up our single chance

And think forever of what could have been

Of what we may not have

Of the things we've lost without ever knowing

I suppose I may be the only one over thinking this

But I wouldn't be me if I didn't

This may never have worked anyway

But it's better to be let down later

Than to spend forever regretting the chance not taken

That World

It’s one of those nights

Those nights I still believe

I hear the distant flapping wings

See the faces in the shadows

It’s just one of those nights

My innocence may be behind me

But it whispers to me still

Calling me back to that world

When fantasy was so alive

When my imagination walked the night

I can hear the whispers in the trees

Almost see the flapping wings

Oh to be in that world again

To feel the night

To feel its promise

Forget the stress of today

Forget the truth that plagues my life

Remember what it was

To know reality

Within the fantasy

My Heart is Clean

My heart is clean,

Though my hands are not

Untouched, unscathed, unharmed

My heart inside

Is safe and warm

It’s my feet that want to run

My heart is warm

Though my tears are cold

Leaving streaks of loss behind

My heart inside

Is safe and warm

It’s my eyes that want to cry

My heart is safe,

Though my dreams are tainted

With loss and pain and guilt

My heart inside

Is safe and warm

It’s my mouth that wants to scream

My heart cannot be touched

It remains sanely intact

Though bruised just a bit.

My hands may be guilty

But my heart is not