my voice evidenced
the most beautiful of white billowing
powered beyond the universe
since you decided never
now i sing of raindrops
silent, steady-falling
raindrops
Tag Archives: Fall
Threshold
Hope and Damnation
Summer and Fall
Contrasts it seems
Perhaps
Do they not
Present themselves
On the same doorstep
After all
Red
Shadowy
Proof of light
Evidence of absence
The Twenty-Second of September
Autumn is the hidden bottle of vodka
Your judgmental lover taking shots
Under the guise of necessity
Autumn is when you realize you are indeed too tall
For feigned devotion
For relative truth
For heroes not within
Here
I don't know a bigger prize
Awaits behind the scenes
As I clutch and hold fast to
Blessings you've 'fore bestowed
But you have asked
That I let go and trod holiest trails
The hour seem near
I will not fight
Walk with me down this road
From His Lips
I roar, whilst in David’s clothing
An Amazon, though oh-so-small
Ought, by the world’s measure, back down
But no
I take aim
You play the unwinable game
The ground, you roam
The fall, your home
The dirt your resting place
Over Compensation: A Haiku
I see now people.
How we slip. Subtle it is.
Down, then up and back.
Unbecoming
Ponytail Summers
Before your very eyes
Quickly became the whirlwind of Fall’s shame
Whence soon it was apparent
You’d walked into Winter’s doors where no one cared
In the busyness
Of preparing for a most dry Spring indeed
Fell
A single, solitary shoe in the road
Red
You are late
And I wait for its match
To fall
light touch
Oh 1:19am
How you give me the nod
To reach out in the dark
To wish for what’s sweetest
To say what I ought
To at last let go
As I close my eyes
And fall back
Again
All Better: A Haiku
Flowers I promise
Because you hold them so dear
Flowers I promise
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