words would impede my need to express
this feeling that bleeds as it beats from my chest
a symbol of infinite bounding enclosed
as simple and intricate sounds when composed
in beams of sooth glistening undular form
where dreams aloof mistle tinged grossular storms
constructing fine prism weaved wafts of silk snared
substructing holism leaves not gestalt reared
for euphonic escalade rendered so mute
bore sonic tirade so tender afoot
If Only…
Feigning
The analysis of unseen eyes persists in silent echoes
My words as water washed in oil
Set to flame in umbral skies
Prism of portending precedent
Prattling prose of impropriety
Sharing Is Caring:
Time In Tides Shall Find Her
time in tides shall find her
wrapped in aimless waiver
jutting like a wayward bough
frowns the upturned sky
slivers lost tinged conifer
swallow then her song
echoes now unravel distant
from bead to silent fractal
as breath that warms this shoulder
Sharing Is Caring:
Blissed Apparition
drowning in broad strokes
of her brush so brash
I stood at the forefront
in backdrops of ash
with each newfound pass
pigments pressing conspired
composing the ocean
of mirth turned to mire
encircled in lunar sands
reticent scorn
obscured by the obelisk
spiraling forth
obstinate breast
of abrasiveness bellows
abundance of hues strewn
adorning her pillow
blissed apparition
of petals impearled
presaging solitude
of two stagnant worlds
Sharing Is Caring:
Obscured Sediment In Dawn’s Exile
Shrouded by luminous quilt
In stolen hour of desert gloaming
Brash and bright as life would have us
Intertwined, we courted darkness
Stark was all that ruled our world
As we rued the daylight squander
Loathsome aurous sphere that seared
A porcelain demure transfixed
Etched embrace on umber shore
Neath peering Peridot mystique
We breached the siren’s song
Through passive glances temporal
Felled, you held this coiled carapace
Quelling wrath with vitreous hand
Hapless, I would soon succumb
Shunning lucid truth in youth
All that would bear consequence
Flourished in the fiery depths
Every moment flushed with fervent
Passions, sating flesh
The corridor of riparian quenching
Drenched, adrift the wayward isle
Once flowed freely of our wefting
Now as listless as its mooring
Obscured sediment in dawn’s exile
Sharing Is Caring:
The Silence of a Moment’s Touch
sun kissed flecks in ochre hue
trickling trails of wistful trod
pouring out as florid scents sail
yawning canopy doused clover
flailing gales of ghostly whispers
mantle muting raveled mind
fan the flames of dwindled kindling
webs spun framing frivolities
the silence of a moment’s touch
would ground torrential skies eternal
weeping brume imbruing marrow
warping whence was hale anew
hollow hands churn notions restless
spilling forth the levees breach
tormenting transposed to parchment
wrapped like sheaves round bounded roots
Sharing Is Caring:
Emptied Unto Arms of Clay
verity as thought forsaken
lingers long in clouds of lead
twisting spires of wrought contortion
sown distortion courting dread
shedding hours spread like reddened
ire devours descending rope
mooring of our own portending
fastened to facades of hope
torn asylum trickles onward
all the equid etched terrain
hobbled oath inflecting inward
emptied unto arms of clay
adulating spurs complacent
erubescent indigence
abrogating fate’s insistence
airing anthropomorphic
affectation errs evincing
mocking amorous proclaim
sacred bond absconds as mincing
silencing the heart’s refrain
Sharing Is Caring:
Folding Inward Blackened Wreath
Desiccation upon glass heart
Hastily sprawling splinters
Streaking sullen surface
Spoils unearthed to whet the weary
Wilting as waters wage war
Washing the rue of the ravaged
Succumbing, this savage breast recoils
Deep into the soil of surrender
Layered, tenderly to mend
Slitting sights on set horizons
Errands nestle in nocturne’s numbing
Known fool to lair retreats
Viewed through shades of discontent
Comes unrelenting lack of reticence
Ambivalence wracks the senses
Folding inward blackened wreath
Reaching long to breach the onset
Blade unsheathed to greet its hour
Heaven’s heights elude embedding
Subdued by sights shed
Red with bloodlet blighting
Brought to light, beset to dimmer
Sink or swim on wavering whims
Begin anew the steadied sting
Barren as the blinded eye
of mind that would foresee such stars
Marred by ceremonious compliance
Sharing Is Caring:
Monochromatic Cell
Visions flourished with age
Cradled palette mirroring life
Unbound by consciousness
Subjective grandeur
In subconscious expanse
Ere I knew naught but this monochromatic cell
Though once I dwelled
In untold triumph
Freedom seldom deemed
Leaves absent; revealing lament
In reverie descending
Totality’s truth abiding
Fragile fruit bears mind
Vying for validation
Amid Eternity hastened
To taste infinity alone
Max, or Not 
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