Saturn

Kronos, blue as time itself
yet quieter and serene
father to a million tears,
are you in shackles
imprisoned as are we
to the noise of passing years

The Stream

the stream has an air of familiarity
it is not the waters of home…

…yet

like a song played
in a different key
its running whispers
still speak to me

Beyond The Pyramid of Cestius

he was not water
nor dust upon forgotten air
need you not
his deeds
to read
in ancient stone
his heart alone
is all remembrance fair.

A Ritual

these lines betray ceremony
a composition’s liturgy
which determines
if these words
are ever to be heard
or if the page in time
will burn
discarded
but should they form the poetry
of those emotions known to me
then the rite
of how I write
will find its rhyme
and remain unto the world
regarded.

The Leaves

these dark dead leaves
are last year’s scattered dancers
exhausted from their history

lost to rhyme and time
forgotten even by their trees
as we too one day will be

The Stranger

the stranger
came again at dawn
his arrival
heralded by waking stolen reverie
and as his hand
reached out for mine
a cold unearthly
stole all memory
of the dream
which had foretold
how our brief society
would end.

The day before

on the day before
this world had ended
the skies fell silent
as the last songbird
to new heavens ascended

Untitled Song

she said to me farewell
and from this summer’s golden joy
winter’s dark befell

she said to me goodbye
and ’twas at once all of the stars
had left the evening sky.

we are no more she said
and in a moment from this heart
all that lived was bled.

Vulcan

Hephaestus strikes the anvil
and the world shatters apart
his furnace red and fired
as any lover’s heart.
His passion spreads across the land
and ashen his desire
when the smoke has lifted
such destruction has he sired

Recall

I try to recall, but yet
the memory is elusive
smoke from a long lit cigarette
once birthed in glowing
embered bright
now scattered atoms in the night
only a scant scent, lingers there
not revealing out of air
the single idea sought evolved
from the million thoughts dissolved.
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