What I see now dies
7 January 2017
Words spilling
Through intent killing
She takes me
Cherished tree
Withered hearts that beg in plea
Washed in random sea
They walk out
Shadows tall and stout
Souls that winced
Intent rinsed
Rising red from meat that’s minced
Mind no heart convinced
Moons follow
Heartbeats to hollow
Willow’s seed
Murky weed
Choices made on brink of speed
We retain soft reed
Save me sight
Hush the renewed plight
Blinding stare
Whining glare
Flight in seconds we were there
Living in nightmare
Grinding blast
Dissolution fast
Wink you’re gone
On the lawn
Brittle pieces once upon
A lifeline now torn
They crawl slow
Shadows through the flow
Mend my eyes
Feed me lies
I once looked upon the skies
What I see now dies
Reading of the poem:
The Sound of Silence – Pat Metheny
Minuano – Pat Metheny
Last Train Home – Pat Metheny
To the End of the World – Pat Metheny
The Truth will Always Be – Pat Metheny
Always and Forever – Pat Metheny
I love this darkness.
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Thanks Marissa. I am more a fan of balance than of dark or light but sometimes things weigh more on one side than the other
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I suppose nothing lasts forever
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Yes Derrick. Nothing lasts forever and nothing really ends 🙂
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