Sorrowfully Bent Art

Innocent I shall try shelter the places that are hallow. Waters that cleanse despair dwindle becoming shallow. A flaw it contorts an object, poised for an artist’s strokes, that express a great duress and feelings that do choke. Gently nothing draws out a poor painter’s imagination like the sight of such beauty drawn in the…

Under The Rainbow

Coiled as if a spring tight and wound ready to release ramblings for my burden’s heavy. In woe I’ve examined of what all will see. The end of our light in life’s great journey. We are all of us kin by way of death I do think of my mortality; my grave in night dew….

Where Time Is Never Returned

I have been there. Aghast with shock and horror. In cages I’ve found myself. The floor I laid there many morrows. Pits of despair where men would seemingly bury each other. For amenities that would fancy even kin who disavow their brothers. For cages of steel and iron change the perception of the mind. Linger…

Thrills Love Can Be

I want to try to bring others to intently sing this and that everything that passion careens. For the depths that rise passing from feet to eyes leave us wholly surprised; bringing to us love alive. Though love is but states of mind we tend to create when we drown self hate we need others…

When Despair Left Me

I can remember when the sun never shined. When the earth was stale when I ought to have been blind. Every movement every turn of the head, found the black of night and the slumber left my bed. I pretend to practice righteousness but the world has taught me not. Especially when I give thought…

3 Day Quote Challenge: Day 2, Pain According To C.S. Lewis

For a long time I have had a poem about hurt that I’ll share a little later this week. Hurt exists from the fact we are in touch with what true joy really is. The deeper we love the more pain we feel. The more in touch we are with our feelings the more honest…

Contemplation At Eden’s End

This tiny earth you should know where you are is bit by the snow. The land is so rife, stiffled not nice. There’s bitter ice cutting as if a knife. So sayeth God our hearts are odd. We take breaths often to breathe smog. Since original sin, what a way to begin, a starting clock…

I Shall Strut

Void chasms, rugged mountains; dry streams empty fountains. In life everything ends. Where do you begin? I begin in dreams firing neurons filling streams. The void looks back. So I just don’t react. For what am I but movement, a casual strut. I’m proud so I dig deep beneath empty graffitied streets. The reality; laborious…

Where I Retreat

Watch I do the masses celebrate. I can’t comply I will not commiserate. I will withdraw to my place and draw. What my mind while in darkness saw. The embattlements that I have battled would make any soul become sadly rattled. So I retreat so I can serve to stand on my feet. Away from…

Howling At The Moon

Have I died enough to stave off nights I’ve cried, you in my thoughts? I remember when you gazed at me and said that I am one; not just a talking head. I remember when nights, the thought of you. Thoughts of holding tight in nights I never slept through. Would I be one you’d…

Where The Heart Bleeds

I saw a man, bones shown through his skin. I said a prayer for the pain that never ends. The tears fall on cold cement streets. Those cold places where the heart bleeds. Dreams lay bear, they separate and cry for some reason why some dreams die. Eyes turn away what logic won’t face. This…

Perfection’s Reflection

Beside yourself,you know yourself. You can chill yourself to the bone.Introspection might bind you all alone. How much can you withstand?From your soul dredging sweeps.Does it keep your head from slumber orwhen no one’s looking make you weep? This kind of reflection and deep introspection,make imperfections thaw.Be not afraid to look in the mirror nowbecause…

Fully Automatic Heart

I can’t believe I’m doing this. This one hurts a little and is a little dark. I sweared to myself to never share this. It seems my trip down memory lane had me sifting through some old notebooks. In them, amongst copious notes of Lord Of The Rings, and I mean hundreds of pages worth,…

A Requiem To Deterioration

Usually I post what’s going on in my life on this site. My work I’ve relinquished to sleuth.press Yet sometimes my life becomes intertwined with my manifestations of emotion. It’s just a feeling. It’s true and honest and yes, something I feel now and will forever. I guess I’m just deteriorating. I read your words…

That Calamitous Serenity

Something’s happened let the sun shine in, I saw a desert rose and I feel that feeling again. That place where silence seems softer. Where rain gives life and lightening has no light to offer. Sweet calamity seems sensible where one can dream. Of flowers in the desert fed rain from a steady stream. A…

Not Made To Be Alone (Love Changes Completely)

From some place within me buried beneath sadness and pain, is a coffin that calls me friend. Its from the past; called by many names. Fear and uncertainty are common residents. There is anger that resides there as well. Such things grasp at me from within. The coffin is a desolate place where I fell….

A Hand Reaches Back, The Blindness Of Pride

Sometimes my wisdom must pull my pride back to reality and it asks me… Have you walked where I’ve walked? Have you tread where I have tread? Have you seen what I have seen? Have you bled what I have bled? Dragging feet through the thick snow, traversing the peaks of the highest cliff, staring…

All Wings Tear

Quite a nice place it seems where whispers beg us to dream. Different are the sentiments the broken sing as they fly upon tired and fractured wings. Their grasp of sober judgement went where the last vice was spent. So must be the torment of a broken soul’s lament. So the tattered look to the…

Blame Bloodies The Feet

Blame is like revolving moving only to go nowhere, There I found a low place by shattering vessels I threw there. There I learned nothing my anger is like glass on the floor, I removed my shoes of discernment so now my pain is so much more. I threw down what I fancied that which…