Saturday, November 30, 2013

Some short poems.

heavy
to words
i'd never
thought i'd hear
the closing piano music
at a great hall
before the lights
come back up
and try to be
normal
But, it can't be normal
ever again.

New
Ritual
wrap
tape
pack
slay
make it
across the world
empowered 
by the
raven
and its twist 
of thorns.

speak
I
Make These Words
INTO MINE
create 
life

Quick
How cruel
yet the dead can speak.

Disease
wrapping
silent
and 
slow
the pity
of mourners
remembering
why

crush
all clouds hover red
invisible waves rain down
blocked beating the sun

sleep
eager to lay
head heavy to pillow
the baying of the moon
and all cry for silence

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