Unmoored from Heaven’s Breath

onward looking nature’s sprawl
welcomes ingress
flawed acceptance
thoughts eternal

unmoored from heaven’s breath
unravel forces unseen
casting urgent
a moment’s ire

unto deafening depths
of untold familiarity

Verdurous Veil

a flower unknown
bears a truth
obscured
discreet layers of life
its tenses
of tempered perfection
is fruit
that falls not
from bare sky
effusing
in flawed efflorescing
its rapturous call
strikes allure
engulfing those poised
most aplomb
intently attending its courting
disaster
of masked countenance
barbed
with abated embellish
ensnaring those daring
to tread
on pistils
in spite of known stigma
to fate so sublime
in extol

Idealist Interface

every word
reflecting inward
withers
as these waters wane
muted thoughts
have wrought this ward

diffusing
ardent utterance true

festering in chambers
dormant
chained by anguish
bound in brood

prodding pretense
peals abandon

sans preceding
pages hewn

strewn throughout
in pigments pallid

plaints invalid

savage rue

 

 

Consolence Weeps In Silent Shades

her words
are the palette
invoking the tapestry
of thought
flourishing
filaments effusive

artistry imbued
of subtle sanctuary

in moments of brooding
secluded

so fair and finite
in fleeting feeling
balanced beams
shine beauteously

as softly i clasp
such fragility

tempered tones
of precious presence
consolence weeps
in silent shades

of serenity’s prescience
echoing
ephemeral aegis

A De-winged Fly Fixed In Brief Repose

on wavering wrest
against mirrored walls erring
spuriously spinning infinitesimal

entangled silken fractal
whelming accursed manacle
of urgent whims cast

inexorably whorled
a de-winged fly fixed
in brief repose

sinuous lamellate shifting
enkindling extricate forge
wrought with exigence

vermillion amative arils
on piste of glistened pist
oping obsidian sky fall
of ephemeral owl
and howling wraith

In Doubt Have We Forsaken All

Emerging at the worn divide
Torn with surging feelings
Forcing purging of things concealed
Stinging urges of surreal consequence

Stoically stowed with eloquence
Eluding the known self
Burrowing with blinded foresight
With mind of spurned course

Cheek turned, to face surreality
Burned bridges, blackened annealing
Annul the shackles bound to honor
Honed in hindsight, alighting home

Palindromic dominion of scorned conscience
Obsessive arbitrations mold mountains
In mundane progression in vain and valence
Visage now pallid, invalid throughout

In doubt have we forsaken all
Every fiber, mired by machinations manmade
In prophecies fulfilled by self sacrifice
Compliant with secession and sacredness surrendered

Descendent no longer through sentient states
Relentlessly pondered this basement ascent
What stasis has stricken a heart stalwart
Now felled as the four walls once bracing

To Gravity’s Savage Grave Grounded

aloof, alone
star drift sea
strands in nebulous array
sunburst striking stone
accursed throne turned cinder
plundering gaussian fields
fervently grasping spirals
wired illusions allude such form
here my sworn litany lifts above sky rift
sifting through lingering silt
like lucid liaisons
gaze on horizon
engulfed in pulsar prominence
shots spray into sprawling
faint call of caressing
a dust no longer present
confined to perception
her cosmic complexion refracts
reflected on welled tear
to gravity’s savage grave, grounded

Blue Moon

in resilience these remnants remain
the furthest reaches of reality’s semblance
shattered and splintered
coherent and complete
amassing the breadth of the beyond
composed of truths intrinsically incomprehensible
subconsciously apprised of existential paradox
dispersing to absorb all aspects of astral inflection
mystical mosaics in resonant timbres
temporal tapestries of tapering ardor
byzantine dreams breathe fervid
flashes of sempiternity
our hearts, in rapture reside
in every tense and context
an eternal truth
as sure as the azure moon that binds us

To Etch Unto Mirrors of Flesh

vibrations, energy
pulsating vermilion reveling in the void
indolent husks wrapping wired frame
housing the boundless hearth called home

yet we search for our worth
in silence obscured
voices unheard
notions absurd

feigning the faintest of feeling
to etch unto mirrors of flesh
at best, an elusive illusion
at worst, the tragedy of truth

the poles of perception persist
infinite shades of finite reality
clamoring to claim validation
in sovereign states of solitude

ensnared in silken shrouds
sewn of our own accord
the hands that bring forth our intention
have sown our reflection’s ire

it is here we conspire

Thy Heart Impels

sable tresses sway untamed
free from shackles arbitrary
bound by naught
of blight nor burdened
truth voiced
with no known disclaim

that such serene sincerity
should stand amid a sea of prosy
bearing depths, defined aberrance
inherently as tempered twilight

my windowed pain refrains

through gentle truth
thy heart impels
reprieve from pressing peril