a lion must roar
to remember he can
so necessary his anger
to the ends of man
like poetry in league with its pain
i hear god in the walls with the termites
i see grief who forgot why she came
i feel you in moments and forgive myself
when i remember you're not here
so as i sit folding the papers
that one day they'll burn
i plant the parts of you
that moved me most
in the minds of many and
make the smiles of strangers
remind me of you

My lips touched the chalice of grief,
wavelets, then oceans swallowed me
drowning in sorrow, bloated with tears,
I float in the memories of your loss

My hands held you at the last
my left on your chest trembled
the right on your brow stilled,
a breath was a mercy of silence

As my hand slipped off yesterday
grasping at nought but air,
confused and bewildered
I reach into the void of tomorrow

She's waiting in the wings
for a place in the spotlight
the work she's done for it
all culminates tonight

She's ranged far, so far
in search of tales to tell
brought them to the Master
who weaves them into spells

Spells to enchant the reader
suspend belief and more
Looking for the tales
behind forbidden doors

She trembles, nervous, prickles
Now here he comes, his majesty.
He's through the list of thank You's.
Bb but, he's forgotten all about ME!

All the countless stars
Flashed into their existence
Born of our climax

laying restlessly on her cot
moaning, twisting and turning,
responding to an unseen threat
bathed in sweat, her body burning.

touching her shoulder
to wake her seemed prudent.
while crooning reassurance
from master to student.

while I bandaged her wounds I pondered
placing a cool cloth on her head,
it was the purest of luck, finding her
she had been injured and left for dead.

Cry me a river,
and a lake,
I've been waiting for you,
to feel my mistake,
the blood is deep red,
from fresh cuts it bled,
the skin that is open stings,
as I sit waiting for your ring.
Cry me a river,
and a flood,
fill it with you heart, soul and blood,
feel my heart break into two,
watch it seep away from your personal view,
feel the smoke leak from my lips,
the flame that blew out when you suddenly quit.
Cry me a river,
and a pool,
fill it with the heartache that you pulled,

green-eyed woman, hair of ginger
looking too good to be true
one glance and she knows me
yes she does, through and through

a suggestive wink of an eye
then a twitch of her hip
sliding into character
a mischievous pout of lip.

unobtrusivly watching
this woman's trained vamp
everything about her whispers
I'm no ordinary tramp

looking hard I see through her
how can this bit of famine fluff
make a grown man start to weep
and my heartbeat run rough?

I was stumbling to my destination
trying to find a way
In a fog and in desperation
hadn't written a thing in days

I was drunk with anticipation
teetered on the lip
Had some trouble with creation
then I had to go and slip

I was face down in the stream
trying hard to breathe
I thought sure it was a dream
when I saw the funeral wreath

The current tried to grab my soul
make excuses to my muse
said there were many stories
that we could surely use

I watched her from safety,
a fair pace away.
Her satiny speech drew
my surprised attention.
It was not just her voice,
but the way she used it.
It was hypnotic, in a way
I cannot describe...
I was completely enthralled,
I am not easily taken in
by beauty's allure, but,
her green eyes meeting mine
were soft, large and seductive.
Resting my back to the wall
I steadied myself, finding composure
remembering why I was there.
Her reputation for cruelty
in breaking hearts and trust

There's a moment in everyone's life
When the fire in their heart takes over
Heart racing, adrenaline on overload
As the toughest battle draws closer

You brace yourself and get prepared
You won't quit until you complete the mission
You grit your teeth, give it your all
It's high time you knock out the competition