in the middle of the night
on a frozen platitude
it was simple and sublime
just a thinkin’ ’bout you
in the middle of the night
In the Key of Beauty
there is beauty in all things
for it exists within our words.
one mustn’t hazard any
further contemplation.
the time to speak is now.
resonate sonorously
with prosody profound.
each soul must
sing its song.
imbue your voice
upon the world
’til your heart
rings the truth of love.
with harmonic resolve.
Sharing Is Caring:
Ember
love looms
amid the earthen shrine
in contrast with truth
pressing onto parchment
muted musings left lingering
for glancing eyes
that gaze in contempt
aghast at the ongoing display
of decadent debauchery
never have they known
such indiscretion
yet none can speak
for what is known
the radiance
disarming
its cadence grows stronger
echoing into the abyss of anguish
from one
to other
bearing no consequence
of relevant toll
rolling like a snow-bound stone
enjoyed by the sun
all of these ancestral affectations
airs of artifice
agonizing over every breath
spilled out onto the landscape
like leaves leading to disarray
in lost portrayal
sweet strands of vermilion
lick like flames
framing such fragile alabaster allure
alone and aloft
soft tones of humility
exuding from hearth
set upon this heart
rekindled by kindred coalescence
windswept into one regret
and set to the serenity
of solitude’s song
Sharing Is Caring:
The Silence of Surrender
These thoughts of you
Invade my every waking sense
Weakening with bated breath
Wreaking chaos
In roseate efflorescence
I walk the edges of eternity
Faltering at every step
through faults of amphicheiral aching
Where fragments form our firmament
To compose in erstwhile prose
And wistful reclamation
Transposing woes
Into frozen waves of piercing
Shattering on stuttered shores
Of dormant adoration
Awakening the ardor
Of dreams lost to translation
Where stardust softly tends
The silence of surrender
Sharing Is Caring:
for Venus
her words give birth
to songbirds
arranged in strange striations
and when they call
all the heavens
start to fall as wintry feathers
into the mercy
of an erstwhile whisper
from pursed lips
pricked with petaline pigments
immersed
in otherworldly waves
she bathes the light
triumphant
without her semblance
all is but for naught
to doubt her tenor
fate should heed to falter not
for it is she alone
who shall usher in the dawn
auspicious
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:
Embrace
Come the idle hour of midnight
Shadows rise into the hollow
Beckoning the toilsome plight
To reckon through the isle in wallow
Seas succumb to fate’s abandon
Churning brisk aberrant tides
Writhing in our indignation
Spindly wraiths with spiraling eyes
Ashen petals land subduing
Withered hopes of exaltation
Bleak as truth doth summon rue
Pray our embrace bequeath salvation
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:
A Thank You
amid the autumn embrace
of this fated fantasy
i stumbled to awaken
in the outskirts of a dream
with every lucid moment
pigments rich from painted past
voices, faces, feelings
more familiar than the last
my every thought, mistaken
by the vacant world i’d known
shone forged in the foundation
of this humble hearth i roamed
the kindness deemed as weakness
preyed upon in days of yore
now flourished as the impetus
to spur the heart’s implore
the essence of my exile
was found precious deep within
the radiance that beamed from smiles
and hearts of honest friends
the endless hours of anguish
seemed to vanish in the void
of resonant romanticism
emanating joy
though not remiss to disregard
the suffering imbued
upon the weary countenance
of every life accrued
such love was seen ensconcing
from the onset of the eve
that ever shall remain inside
again ’til i am freed
so if i may display in earnest
gratitude sincere
the difference each of you has made
in ways beyond compare
for all my years i was bereft
of those who shared my world
now every time a tear is shed
it greets the earth impearled
Sharing Is Caring:
A Saltwater Pillow
a saltwater pillow
a seabed of sacrifice
halted souls
crucified
beset through no fault of their own
heaving the weight of imminence
awaiting reply
denied of static reflection
from strident pleas
stricken with lost redemption
calling to arms
of open embrace
to turn and face
these fears we hold fervent
through mirrors not of spurned inquisition
to yearn for such tears
sprawling from visions propitious
where no bridge shall burn
come the falling of night
and the weary shall rest
upon plumes not behest of ruinous provenance
with nary a jest to be heard
from the passive prose of pain
transposed into peals of shaming
so those yet remaining
could claim to know freedom
that needn’t bear force
hailing from implores of heedless empire
for virtuous deeds
do not harbor ill will
from beyond barbed partitions
poised to repudiate
the porous skin stretching
so pious to bypass our sins
long since showing pellucid
to bare our every known truth
now effusively blaring
the state of this wretched condition
none dare would call human
Max, or Not 
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