Category: metaphoric


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                                                    On a light, bright, moony night

looking up is such glorious delight

noticing a glistening star, here; another, sparkling over there

counting them all, until you realize just how much, is up in the air;

how small you are, here below,

and just how many answers, are okay not, to ever know

me

Our existence is wrapped up in busy fingertips

attracted to the alluring samples of scintillating screens

their constant updates filling our rapidly shrinking heads

But this touch has such little intimacy within its cerebral connection

where eyes no longer meet eyes; not light-filled nor even soul-piercing

soft, warm flesh not felt, and beating hearts not known

There is metal in our mouths now, that will stick in our throats

while impenetrable walls grow thicker to keep us apart

Until, out of reach, and each of us, alone

we will no longer remember how to breathe

There’s a large hole in my life raft

although I’d not fought much against the deep gouge

where my blood flowed swiftly away

along the ever-moving river

So, I am left with starting something new

along with all its dizzying freedoms

while I keep thinking of jumping

into the deepest part of that taunting river

even knowing, I will most surely drown

 

 

 

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I opened the front door

There stood little me

I was young once more

looked to be the age of three

I began to  wonder where I’d come from

it was so early; before the sun

there was not another soul around

the world was still; there wasn’t a sound

I gathered my small self and off we went

to find out what this unexpected appearance meant

Hand in hand, we went on our way

neither of us had very much to say

Our journey together, took us through the seasons

when finally, we discovered, what must be the reason:

To find yourself you must go back, and search far

then, meet near the middle, to see why, you are

 

 

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Oh, glorious sky of day

coaxing this darkness from where it lay

Open your eyes,”  I hear you say

 Joining sun, you pull these blues away

All is well; my fears allay

 

Oh, velvety sky of night

soak this heart in brilliant starlight

make it sparkle; golden and bright

Unleash the dreams behind these eyes

as past and present become allies

 

 

 

Someday I’ll no longer be tethered

like the little blonde girl with purse of red patent leather

when someone like you stole all

her young heart’s most-valued treasures

Untethered, if ever that relentless storm

again, crashes down unmeasured

And although I’ve grown only

a small set of feathers

I now know, they are built to repel

all manner of hell; doing it really, really well

 Still stronger, they’ll grow

preparing for a case of the never-say-never

when they will lift me up

to fly freely through, any type of inclement weather

 

 

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Down on calloused knees

pulling weeds from an overgrown heart

many resist, their roots so deep

but “tut tut it looks like rain” will start

If it pours awhile, becoming a contender

perhaps the caked soil will soften

to aid removal of the worst offenders

which trail underneath, so often

Pour down, pour down

ease this relentless toil

wash clean the ground

lessen the inner turmoil

Eyes wet beneath the hat’s dry brim

more clearing left to do

 heart soaked through my skin

 I begin anew