IMPASSE

There is no love
when moments pass
in loneliness.
There is no joy
in only seconds
spent together
There is darkness
when your heart sinks
with each “Good-bye.”

The pallid moon rises,
murmuring among the reeds,
skipping on the water,
like a million silver beads.

A solitary loon calls
haunting the starry bright sky,
saturating the air
with the sound of its ghostly cry.

Soft wings glide no hurry,
across the vast inland seas,
sailing on a whisper,
lifted by the sent of a breeze.

A thunderstorm echoes,
shimmering jagged edged light,
flooding the horizon
while wolves howl to the night.

Lines slide thin
What is needed
What is wanted
Honoured

the avowal
warrants latitude
larceny excused

the steamed sheets
hot breath showers
raging insults
forgiving twilight whisperers
sanctuary

demons sheltered
small rests
decisions unrequited

soft pillow forgetfulness
morning tills a new furrow

curled hair, pleasant familiar scent

war kissed fevers
forgiven

small lives
become heroic

Feeling out each other
limits and rituals
Give me this...
I'll give you that
until you are so full

Orbiting ellipsis
thoughts are tossed aside
Never to be spoken
voiced...
That way, there are no lies

Not close, but yet not far
distant and then near
Visions planted, nurtured
grown only...
for your ear

We are just who we are
but still...
You ready to believe?
Keep on talking buddy...
and I really will

Dark is the dungeon
where I dwell
my life has become a living hell

Night descends but for all I know
there could be daylight
or a candles glow

The fires of hell may be burning bright
but this I cannot see
the bread crumb trail I followed
ended inside of me

Witches on broomstick
are for fairy tale and light
other entities fill my night
leaving me pallid with fright

it takes a life time to know
to learn all about happiness
also
how to remain so

most of us run
from pillar to post
to find out what happiness means
no one searches one’s inners
to realize that’s where happiness lies,
in between mind and me

my desires and wants
my lust and sex...
all we need to do
is just to be happy
that’s what I mean to be,
do you really know
what happiness means
to ye….

I've been around a little while
and seen and learned a lot.
I've walked many a rugged mile
beyond where asphalt burns so hot.

All of which I'd like to share
with friends when they come to call,
sometimes by laying my soul as bare
as grafiti on a crumbling wall.

But I'm not one to give a speech
(public speaking makes me sweat)
I'd rather walk a sandy beach
or lonely hollows, better yet.

ECHOES

I am a ghost walking through
the years invisible and unseen
haunting my yesterdays.
I call out to death's silence deep
but echoes of my own terror
reverberate across the universe
cold and unforgiving
in silent denial.

sticky damp rivers
and white cigarette bodies
with slender brown tips
like a wreck
slinking into the shade
the yardage tilting
shinning hair and bright
scalps and tilted hats

horsehair itchy seats

darkness an eclipse
surrenders the hush
of voices
a murmur from the
stalwart banks
cupping expectation

and the shiver

what did you expect when you left us here? For us to love you and want for you to be near. I want to love you but I am not sure how. I feel so dirty and unworthy. Your word says humans are evil through and through if we are what are we to do. We come into the world not by our own doing but you say if we don't choose you we will be going to a place where we are tortured for all eternity I want to love you and I don't want to burn but I feel your love I have to earn