Crafted: Neither Bitter Nor Bold

In her hands and far from the eyes of mere mortal men  She crafts a friend  To begin again  Eyes of Jasper to see what the soul hides Ears of elm to listen to the wind  Lips of Sapphire, harsh words do not fade fast  A heart of silver, neither pure nor bitter  Legs of…

Only Silence

I wish to drift away  To float in the uncertainty of my state                          Yet there is only silence

Cumbersome Mess

I wish to break  To crack the foundation upon which we stand  Fall Crumble  Wither away  I will to cease  This beating heart of mine  Like the quiet after the storm  And when the pieces tremble  Drifting as they may  Scattering in the wind  Then I hope you will stay  In this place Shaken by…

I Will Forget Your Name

When the light fades from your face  And the moon refuses to shine  Will you accept your demise I will say it softly  As if it were a kiss by a fairy I will forget your name  Little pieces of who you were  Will release you from this world I will say it fiercely  Taking…

The Beating of a Drum

In the hollow of the tree Lives the beating of a drum Tip tap it goes all night long When the leaves tend to fall It beats a little louder, a little faster than before  This tip tap tapping at my door And when the moon rises To greet the father sky  It beats a…

I Fear The Sound

In a cold and lonely place  That’s where I know you’ll be  When the sun has gone to sleep And the moon refuses to show its face You’ll suddenly appear  As if you were a nightmare Covered in darkness Detested by the light You’ll creep into my crevices Plant your roots right next to my…

Corridor Memories

Down the hall and to the left You’ll find a beating heart In case of ice, meant to keep it apart From the one it wants the most You’ll hear it, in the dead of night When the dreams turn to nightmares And when the crying stops It will whisper Of old memories And the…

What Tale Will You Tell?

When the dust settles And I am no longer her Will you tell them who I was my dear? Will you scream atop these mountains? When the world no longer listens And my bones have turned to ash. Will you tell them who I was dear? Or will you tell them a lie? Full of…

Old Photos

She told me Each time she looked at the photograph She fell in love once more With a quieter time Ordinary things Felt magical You could tell by the way she held the photo There had been much love in her life She caressed the creases as they formed over the years Tucked away in…

Winding Road

Down this winding road I go Teetering on the edge of life  Lost between a lover and a memory  Oh how I wish to forget  Sweet words with no meaning Empty promises left on my doorstep I must confess  I was the one who ran away  Down a winding road Between the now and the…