Burning Bridges

Burning bridges

I’m in the middle

Connection lost

To other people

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Burning bridges

A towering pyre

Sever the rope

Without a goodbye

.

Burning bridges

Now it’s swim or fly

Lest I fall away

Or burn and die.

Crossfade: A Nonnet

Like a firefly, my soul had burned bright

Soft glowing sets the dark alight

I, candescent like candles

But come rays of morning;

Like candles burning,

Fireflies sleeping,

Comes a day

When I

Fade.

Ailment

A feeling of sickness

That slight hint of madness

A demeaning spot of bacteria

A twisted note of cholera

.

A bitter taste of medicine

Tinges of pills and Aspirin

A weakening dose of vitamin

Splash of Prozac and insulin

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To be weakened by our Nature

Or by Human’s inclined fervour

A choice between disease and cure

Most would take the latter, I’m not so sure.

Collected Rage

Arcs of deep breaths

Oxygen collected within

Bulging blue fists clenched

The monster barely contained

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Slip of tongue and bone

She prattles ceaselessly on

Obnoxious declarations

For all her pitiful affectations

.

Calm no longer an option

I lust for defenestrations

Last of goodwill crumbles away

Demons have come to play

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Vivid unkind thoughts

Crimson flashes of blood spilled

Madness, fostered, taught

A friend might just get killed.

Vespertine

I dream of night skies falling navy blue

And stars like pixie dust raining through

With Northern lights to paint the vesper

.

I wish for winds to render my knees weak

A soft love of Luna’s glow is all my soul seeks

My heart of belle epoque, like an angel’s whisper.

Detonate

The dark of the Daevic shadows

The whisper of the stark night

The light of the sweet meadows

The grandeur of your lost fight

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He creeps past your old bones

And laces your senseless spine

Embraces your faded name set in stone

And slithers lethally “You’re solely mine”

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Dulled by a chisel, to an empty start

Indulged in liquors of the bitterest sin

Sedated by his cold, your ticking heart

Never knew he pumped it with nitroglycerin

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The vespertine of the blurred figures

The susurrus chants of burned sedate

The blinding bright of heavenly whispers

As your heart goes off and you detonate.

Cosmic Aches

A heavy heart on the boulevard tonight…
Shooting stars watch me fall apart tonight…

~*~

A MILLION LIGHT YEARS…

Keep on fighting hard, little yellow star

The haunt of the darkness ain’t all there is to fear

The journey is slow, Earth’s atmosphere is still far

But ahead of you, you still have a million light years.

~*~

THE PATH TO HOME

An unkindness of the night, you seek your home

Your eyes are devoid and your pallid heart is torn

But seek not the angry shadows that shall bother you so

But instead set your soul’s compass on the oncoming morn.

~*~

GRAVITY

The Aurora is up there, welcoming and beckoning

Whilst my sore feet are still stuck on this dusty dirt road

But maybe if I reach on further and just keep on jumping

Gravity will get tired of me and finally let me go.

~*~

GALAXY SHORES

There’s an indescribable method to your madness

If you seek the maelstrom black holes of the oncoming blue

But if you manage to swim out of the dimension of sadness

There’s an entire chromatic universe out there, patiently waiting for you.

~*~

…AND A LAST GLIMMER OF HOPE.

Little yellow star, scintillating bright on through

Past the arid fog, dimming clouds, and the hazy smoke

Lonesome in the midnight heaven, winking back true

Allowing me to still perceive that shiny bit of hope.

~*~

…I’ve got my heavy heart to hold me down
Once it falls apart, my head’s in the clouds
So I’m taking every chance I got
Like the man I know I’m not…

Fragmented Soul

I said that with you, I would gladly share

But I didn’t state that I would simply give

What’s mine is mine, and both halves is fair

We’ve both equal amounts of a broken sieve

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My fragile heart’s carefully laid inside a velvet-lined box

Not slapped rudely on a bare collection plate

So don’t you dare throw the chains and pick the locks

And snatch it for your mad experiments and to sedate

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My motley soul is mine to solely control

So cease your petty thievery and sad affectations

Fragments of my crystal that you heartlessly stole

Because no one would offer your empty box any affections.

Midnight Oil: A Pantoum

(A first attempt at creating a pantoum.)

~*~

The midnight oil burns even darker

The battered quill in quick rotation

He struggles for sense, the weary writer

Wishing to create a sweet affectation

.

The battered quill in quick rotation

Ink blotted and sombre words spilled

Wishing to create a sweet affectation

Seeds of imagination planted and tilled

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Ink blotted and sombre words spilled

And his lost sanity slips even further

Seeds of imagination planted and tilled

But he overdosed on madness and fertiliser

.

And his lost sanity slips even further

He struggles for sense, the weary writer

But he overdosed on madness and fertiliser

The midnight oil burns even darker.

Breathe

I sustain

All the pain

Then let go

And I bleed

I nourish

And flourish

Start to grow

And I breathe.