Tuesday, August 19, 2014

Droplets Down

Droplets down -
They hit the ground
In Splashes.

The meaning of
Each droplet 
Is not the mess it made
On the ground,
The meaning of
Each droplet
Is where it came from,
where it was first found.

That trickle of water
Can be of sweat,
That trickle of water
Can be a tear,
And while they both
Make floors wet
One comes from power
And one from fear.

Monday, August 18, 2014

Flakes

Feelings like flakes
Of snow covering 
lands of thought
pouring through winter winds
Brushing past blushed cheeks
Simmering over every top
Thickening to feet of snow
Layer by layer
Fall some more.
A peek of sunshine
Comes out today
And easy as was
The flakes melt away.
This winter could have 
Been forever,
But flakes they always fade away.
When feelings can
Be solid as ice,
Then thought too
Is our demise.

Friday, August 15, 2014

Silence For Deaf

A riddle a day,
I've heard them say,
Keeps insanity at bay,
To lead logic's way.

A lipless kiss,
A moonlit tryst,
All but aimless..
So riddle me this:

What is
more tragic?
Silence, where all is withheld?
Or deaf ears, where none is heard?

Neither, said his moonlit lips,
The truest of tragedy, my midnight tryst,
is silence that falls on deaf ears.

Saturday, August 9, 2014

Be Gone

And the angel she flies,
From above.
Her wings, the caress,
Feathers of serenity.
Rise up, child,
Come above.
This pain is not yours.
Let go,
Move on.

Ease your burden,
Go on then,
Offload.

And the angel she flies,
To the sky.
Her wings, the caress,
Feathers of serenity.
A remainder of light,
It stays.
This wisdom is yours.
Ego,
Be gone.