Restraint and Lunar
Bruce's posting of his poem and our resulting conversation inspired me to dig out these two poems I wrote a couple of years ago and post them for all to see. Hope you enjoy.
Restraint
You never held back...until you found me...
And they moved you without effort,
But I breathe against a face of stone.
You loom...weaving the fabric of my
Dreams. Your eyes are crisp, deep, cool
Pools, singeing my flesh. I melt amidst
An orgy of pain and pleasure, reduced to
My basest elements. But against the
Backdrop of shaded forests, both dead
And alive, alternately, I try to be
More like you. Stone-faced, and reeling.
Lunar
Gravestone, the sky a silent, clarion call.
My heart goes out to you, juggernaut.
Your tears enshroud you, piercing
The darkness, but for what? Respite
From loneliness, arms stretching, reaching
For someone, someone. Static arms.
Frozen. Keep crying. No one will come
For you. Farewell, juggernaut, Gravestone.
Restraint
You never held back...until you found me...
And they moved you without effort,
But I breathe against a face of stone.
You loom...weaving the fabric of my
Dreams. Your eyes are crisp, deep, cool
Pools, singeing my flesh. I melt amidst
An orgy of pain and pleasure, reduced to
My basest elements. But against the
Backdrop of shaded forests, both dead
And alive, alternately, I try to be
More like you. Stone-faced, and reeling.
Lunar
Gravestone, the sky a silent, clarion call.
My heart goes out to you, juggernaut.
Your tears enshroud you, piercing
The darkness, but for what? Respite
From loneliness, arms stretching, reaching
For someone, someone. Static arms.
Frozen. Keep crying. No one will come
For you. Farewell, juggernaut, Gravestone.
Comments
That's awesome!
You're lucky. There's a lot more people that can draw well than write well.