Once she closed the door
Silence thickened around him
Like a numbing fog
You invade my dreams when my guard is down
A betrayal I can never forget
Your liquor-fueled rage stripping me of sound
My former future. My darling regret.
Come morning, you’ll don the face I once knew
You’ll feign no memory, you’ll feel no shame
Cry over the monster deserting you
You’ll continue a life devoid of blame.
Rain at the window
Feeding imagination
Like words on pages
❤
Dreams in the water,
Under cascading whispers,
Traded for pennies.
In darkness, we surrender as if by choice
To muted slumbers, in safe delight.
But it’s the tiny blackbird that finds his voice
There in the daunting dead of night.
His song cuts the silence, filling the sky
And from it, a spreading symphony is born.
Indeed, it’s the fire in your spirit which must never die,
Let it sing, like the blackbird, at each new dawn.
Qualms rise like the tide,
Disrupting peaceful waters.
Sleepless ebb and flow.
