imprisoned
in irons
of ivory’s irony
inconsolable
impenetrable
in spite of ourselves
a splintered perfection
o, splendorous winter
let us seep into the silent spring
to sing assuagence
and sate the urgent seas
with tempest
Separation
Such Dreams Expire
pray this memory
tell no lies
in light
of truth
since shone
to strip me
of my last reprieve
pray not
these newly fallen whispers
speak ill
of our erstwhile tales
should they unravel
all my world
would vanish
into despair
for every sinuous
sorrow felled
arose
a sanctuary
that once
we shared
to dare
such dreams expire
but time
forever
radiates
in solemnity
and thus i am fraught
with this aching moor
of that which
i can never
come to mourn
Sharing Is Caring:
The Silence Reigns
the silence reigns
broken
a familiar smoke
potent with poignancy
awoke time
within itself
seeping through the rift
of heedless mind
every sense besotted
with tenses past
and present
disparity so stark
a nothingness became me
folding every breath of hope
upon an inward entropy
the truth thus revealed
through open eyes
omnipresent
had wracked my soul
in quantum rapt
of love i knew
will always know
will never be
again
Sharing Is Caring:
Uncoiling
smoldering tears well
stinging grievous rain
as quietus quells chaos
composing in prose
of a melting maiden’s mien
to drown in throes of discord
and dreams sown stoic
of woeful implore
e’er whorling
like galaxies bereaved of light anew
Sharing Is Caring:
Where Lovers Once Lived
time resigns
to dust
in blustery skies
for gone, is all reason
and life bleeds heavenly
with laughter
no longer
looms lingering night
where lovers
once lived
‘neath the shadow’s reprise
Sharing Is Caring:
Silphiums
ruing the remnants dissemblant
were silphium seeds etched in silver
cast into pockets of penance
from lovers in wretched remorse
confined to colluded delusion
where atrium gardens once grew
as swift as a handful of arils
denied every season its bloom
a lulling lament left them hardened
as reason complied with dissent
and gloom granted fools divine ardor
where stars perch upon moons crescent
Sharing Is Caring:
Stowed Amid A Solstice Dream
end this e’er incessant stream
of penance prying open seams
with hypervigilance unspoken
stowed amid a solstice dream
halt this hallowed grand illusion
bending will with blind intrude
bleeding onto open canvas
tapestries of hope construed
stay thy tongue of saintly affect
straying from each painted breath
brushing bold projections thrust
beyond the surface tension’s depth
swallow all the seas between us
stinging erstwhile tears of trust
lost in sallow shores born waning
scars implore fomenting rust
sink into the brink of madness
tingling impingent caress
ere we held this cursed congress
acquiescing fear’s duress
in the interim entangled
dangling whims will surely shed
sans decorum, sowing unheard
cries of autumn blur, bereft
Sharing Is Caring:
The Sloe
silent shrills
spilled forth like flies
from graves of eager repose
dolent will
crept from her eyes
in waves of welling woe
stoically
a stolen bliss
of esoteric air
stranded long
as loss bestilled
mesmeric songs drew tears
sycamores
loomed nigh as night
blew fickle wafts of clove
trickling
illuminously
from aloft the sloe
Sharing Is Caring:
Fading Footsteps
when i turn to see your face
in imprints left behind
foreign shapes of shallow depth
sow shifting rifts through time
false impressions follow paths
alluding truths unknown
straying from our trail of tears
to find me here, alone
as stone erodes ‘neath gushing stream
all that stood to endure
would crumble fast to fill the cracks
of figments now obscured
languishing in hope abandoned
lost in reverie
vanquished, all but one memento
burning on my sleeve
Sharing Is Caring:
Words Would Impede
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
Max, or Not 
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