Author: poetryfest

I would hide.
Run away from the light.
If I stay in the dark
I won’t see the flame.

I try not to look.
But I can’t stand it anymore.
I creep from the corner
and approach the danger.

I know I will get hurt,
but I don’t quite understand.
It’s warm as I approach.
The feeling of safety grows stronger.

Why was I scared
of the safety of home.
It’s comforting and hopeful.
I get closer.

I relish in the heat.
Let it envelop me.
But it burns.
It’s burning, it’s burning.

I run and run.
Back to the safety
that is the corner of my room.
A blanket, chair and book.

There I will stay.
Afraid of the light
but still missing the warmth,
that feeling of safety.

He screams and she cries.
She got burned too.
I race from the corner
back towards the light.

The light now means danger
and I still feel the pain.
I comfort her then move on
reaching to put the light out.

The warm comforting feeling envelops me
I forget the mission.
But it burns.
It’s burning, it’s burning.

I escape and move away
back to safety.
Enveloping myself in the words of other people.
Forgetting the pain.

I creep upstairs later.
She’s flying towards the flame.
I scream. She stops.
No burning today

Apollo exhales on the colored pane
The air drifts in, red-gold, akin to lead
I bow my head, cast low, as if in shame
Here in this place, so still, where lovers wed

I mumble, voices ring along the pews
I stumble, as if these are verses new
They echo through the room of golden hues
Of which sacred seduction whispers through

The voices lift, my eyes are led to meet
the heaven far above which I now seek
Ethereal, our father’s guidance sweet
Suspended, abse nce paints my future bleak

Like clay forgotten in the sun, I waste
The dust usurps my seat where I once prayed

Dissent, protest penciling
a blank page, like rain
falls, to quell a wildfire’s blaze.

I think I love you
Like Really fucking love you
I’m vulnerable

abandoned wren’s nest
her off-white eggs speckled
with disappointment…

You can unlove me,
but you can’t uneat my ass.
I hope he tastes me.

However

However far off,
Be sure to look up when down
What you see, I see.

Absence

Absence from my love,
It makes the heart grow fonder
And the mind feral

Death

Death she comes calling
I ignore but she loves me
So she waits idly

1. With respect I gaze
Upon a blanket of stars
Gleaming, calling me

2. Reach inside yourself
Draw the venom from the wound
Find your own way home

3. A discussion of
Seemingly minuscule things
Straw man circling

4. Rock the Trojan horse
Shake the contents, face the fear
The wall will crumble

5. Sacrilegious eye
Falsely righteous dressed as wolf
Hungry for fresh blood

6. Agency in web
The spider does weave its silk
Patient architect

1. Heart Shaped Box

Once handled with care.
For contents were prized treasures.
Silly me, I laugh.

2. Childhood’s end

Childhood’s end looms near.
Not quite adults nor children.
On the cusp, waiting.

3. Postcard

Eagerly await
The arrival of the mail.
I know you are fine.

In the cityscape
the beautiful moon becomes
another street light.