I cry my land it’s tears
touching the winter
in frost
the wheels of time having churned
our vigil to summer
burning in candlelight
Learning what living looks like
in winter time
when skeletal remains of leaves
dissolve into carpets of dirt
I didn’t manage to use all the words in the list.
death
Drs should learn from Frankenstein
Hands touch a heart
to save a life
without questioning if it’s right
Frankenstein
creating a monster
for survivals sake
Without morals
This freakish medicine
used when death would be better
Armageddon NaPoWriMo 16
The tank might be full
It doesn’t mean we should drive
Where would we go
When we’re all out of seconds
Armageddon
This arms race will forget us
In the blink of a butterfly
In the wings of time gone by
An apocalypse of hearts
Our falling house of cards
We will light up
And remember the laughs
and the nights we cried
And we will forget
this was the night we died
Angst NaPoWriMo 14
We anchor ourselves to illusions
Desperately hanging on to ideals
A battle between lofty dreams
And the abyss we’re forced to stare into
If we just breathe
And stop beating these primal urges
down into our anguish
maybe we’d be spared
The bloodbath
Awaiting us on the other side
of this Armageddon
If we could look upon the dirt
we try to abandon
With admiration
Maybe we could be held afloat
Instead of drowning
And
we could deaden this angst
That disables us
Time is a gun NaPoWriMo poem 13
Time is a gun
Every step
a reverberation
Every word
ricochets
Every breath
a continuation
One flutter
another direction
One snap of a branch
another recollection
Every death
a transformation
Agony: Poetry 4 for NaPoWriMo
The tears make bokeh of the headlights
Careening around this corner
This is the only time we felt alive
Our skeletons waiting to discard this flesh
And death didn’t half look dashin’
The way he danced and took our breath
And when your lips fall from their hinges
In shock and agony
When the anguish rolls across your face
And your lungs expand with empty space
Know this was the ferocity
That pulled us to our knees
And we were only ever sorry
We couldn’t make it to the other side
Of the storm
Blue sirens and yellow daffodils. #NaPoWriMo poem 1
Blue sirens
Blue lights smother the sky
Urgency is calling
999
Mouth agape
Heart falling apart
Memories whiz by
In the taillights
Mourning rises
Flowers point to the sun.
As if the world didn’t stop
The night it went wrong
Daffodils dare to live
In front of you
Yellow and bold
Confronting you
Defying all breath
heavily exhaled from your lungs
How come life carries on
After she’s gone?
Dead to the world
Emptiness grows like weeds
Crawling and creeping
Inside of me
Knotweed spiraling around my veins
My roots pulled
Till nothing can ground me
Life thrives around me
But the essence of me
Has long since died
Life. We mourn.
Life.
A catalyst for loss.
All said
We’re trinkets of absences
Trying to remember
Those we mourn
untitled.
The trees bared all and the woods collected the debris of life. Feet left their prints and the Robins remained the last birds singing. Clouds cast shadows so as to smother the light of day. A murder of Crows cawed their raucous cries and the world looked and felt like the end. But it was worse. Days and nights merged without an end in sight.
