night

the moon

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the moon
is no longer silent
its bright light has been beckoned
out of the tangled web of clouds
forged by a force high above
to keep it hidden

an eerie glow is cast down
haunting the soul’s darkest desire

but illuminating the dreams
of those that feast in the night

as it guides our way down some path
that may or may not be predetermined
we must decide between
all that is good in the moon
and all that is

evil

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it wasn’t the fall

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it wasn’t the fall

that caused my spine to shiver

a numbness so cold

even the summer sun

no longer radiated its warmth on my skin

 

the longing ache in the pit of my stomach grew

spread through my limbs

tingling the tips of my fingers

knocked my worn sneakers off the hard clay

and threw me on to the cold ground

 

the day you left was the end

a flame was extinguished

that can never be rekindled

each day the darkness grows

ink slowly blotting over me

 

I long for the day the sun rises again

but an unsettling fear grows stronger each day

as I trample through the rubble that has become my life

love has disappeared

and it has taken with it even the stars

look for the stars in the night sky

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look for the stars in the night sky

the balls of fire that seem so tiny

yet can be seen from great distances

 

look for fiery patterns

the big dipper

or its younger brother

 

or see the stars individually

a completely separate existence

shining bright for those below

 

the stars are individuals

they are clusters

together they form patterns

but individually they shine their own light

starkly contrasting the blackness that swirls around them

lighting the way for travelers

those like them

existing both together

and alone

the night is my enemy

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the night is my enemy

 

the darkness swirls in my mind

trapping my memories

blanketing me in a sea of black

causing the have beens

and the have nots

to distort and become

one

 

the nouns of my life no longer make sense

 

I try to find my way out

try to sift through the madness

but it’s no use

 

I trip and stumble

unable to find my way

‘til at last the darkness ends

 

and a fresh glow overtakes my mind