the sun’s searing plasma impressed upon layered soot
ashen like blight which bore forgone
familial foundation of fancied flight
what gratuitous gall with which you gloat
smote by your own self-endowed grandeur
wont that i should pander in groveling gratitude
surely you jest!
impressed, i stand
by the sincerity of your impaired self-regard
boldly going where eagles dare…
dare you seek to endear your ingratiating demeanor?
as droll as the lulling of culled sopor
toped up like tournaments of unreal inebriation
abrogating the constructs that sustained your slapdash composure
unraveling in disheveled disparity of the id and the superego forsaken
neatly tucked in vociferous sanctimony
thunderous echoes cry “philanderous phony!”
only to fall on deaf ears of porn
Desert Rain
clutching tightly your hand
staunching pain and sorrow
your touch granting solace
shrouded by the morrow’s fog
enchanted fluvial strands
scarlet, amber shades of comfort
following trails of silk
leading to infinity
wrapped in cloaked warmth
immersive depths afire
where mountains shelter lava
and torrents loom above
in your eyes of euxine waters
lies the mirrored truth revealed
understanding far beyond
all things to myself concealed
words gently seep downstream
breathing life from up on high
speak the very essence sealed
scars wrought of vital tears
stumbling through empty hollows
clamoring to stay aloft
countless paths of which to follow
my eyes closed, i await ensconced
plated crust lay underfoot
strife forever imminent
hovering heaps of granite
bearing relevant consequence
cracking like roars of thunder
bearing into crashing waves
besieging crumbling earth
left behind as grains of sand
once again we find these forms
drawn by forces unexplained
driven by nature, our mother
blessing us like desert rain
Sharing Is Caring:
Petaline Presence
the toilsome tasks of this tear trodden timeline
tethered to my imminent tomb have been trivialized
the hours spent in languid lament, granted life anew
aurous beams of your radiant persona have softly seeped
into every darkened corridor of my heart and mind
where once I dreaded a moment unfettered
felled by fiery fear, fraught with forlornness
I am left hapless to ponder this prose
purloined from the Pleiades and placed within my pith
opalescent pleas impassioned
as each falling grain slips through narrowed neck
another thought of you finds its home
to tell of your story
my affinity for every facet of your precious plight had flourished
as it stood to watch its own reflection
words will never weave the wonders of the world
upon which you so warily walk
your sonorous song has shone upon these wintry woes
whispering ward amid walls of wrought ores
the tortuous descent of time’s pendulum no longer persists
replaced with your petaline presence
permeating my paltry personage
Sharing Is Caring:
My Heart Displays for You
let me draw you into my steadied, unfaltering stance
to embrace you in such ways
that you may release every tension coiled
surrender to these tender lips of lingering
as they softly graze the silken allure
surrounding your center of consciousness
upon being stricken with frenzied fit of passion
pressing ardently into you
deliberately displacing your disciplined decor
having done nothing more
than to pass my lips over yours
in whispered tones of serenity
unto your bare skin of sun shunned
gently carresing the fragrant filaments
composing the hearth of your experience
I want to meld with your truth
thrashing intertwined along this bittersweet plane
every moment passed is a moment squandered
if not lost in love’s reverie
for to love, is to live
bear me witness the splendorous sublimity
of souls assimilating
so forever may remain within my heart’s refrain
your touch grants me all that I should ever care to know
of this, and endless more, I am resolved
for truly you are, one in infinity
my heart displays for you
Sharing Is Caring:
Mirror
perfidious placation perforating pallid apparition
spurned and squandered by bonds broken
cloaked impropriety as dawn stretched triumphant
impressed upon waning waters were faces
mirrored familiarity adorned with arduous artifice
attempting to allay the evident advent
in visions of avaricious availing
amid veiled acquisition inauspicious
surreptitiously sought to sate fancied fate
execrable occurrence inexorably exerted
falling on scorned ear, shorn with unsheathed rebuff
abruptly abrading the sheen of intrigue
besieged by ambivalent endeavor
untethering ethereal ties thought eternal
infernal elucidation of burgeoning adulation
Sharing Is Caring:
Her Poem
time and circumstance
holding force
on our union’s resting
turning harmony dissonant
when i listen
to the tones
of shrill cries
from passing stars
my efforts
to gain passage
are denied
left scarred
from having so misjudged
the heights
obscured by heaven
despite this heart’s bursting
still
i have felt
the shards of piercing
work their way into my song
words imbued
to shape the softened strings
that set this sallow soul
to brood
the day shall come
in the offset glow
of winter’s nuance
swept into
the undertow’s sway
where we will walk
tethered
in the hour
of silent prose
Sharing Is Caring:
Salted Orbs Descend
In Heart Woven Harmonic Virtue
erstwhile flashes of our enduring tale
have danced across the stage in the theatre of my mind
these lavishly adorned accounts of amorous bliss
render me besotted with the beauty and boldness of your love
your words are as delicate motes of pollen
steadily born upon this weathered breast
breathing vitality anew
as familiar as tea and cake
bringing forth a fabled tapestry of time’s treasured trove
composed of our memories
transcendent twinkle entwined in euphony
the luck that looms our love’s lore lingers eternal
for once again, we have found one another
my spirit rejoices
ringing resonantly throughout the vales of the cosmos
in heart woven harmonic virtue
Sharing Is Caring:
On the Old Submissive Floor
Winter’s dawn has drawn as it must
Soon to rust the iron hinged doorway
The one that trapped the pointed finger
Where all that was for only once
Bits of dried and crackled color
Faintly holding lost resemblance
Passing sun storms on persistent
Blanched beyond the pallid hues
Now these eyes have outgrown reason
Cried as many seasons shed
In the clearing it is shown
The frame has fit the puzzled pane
Still my scrutinous eye searches
For an answer, glancing inward
Stunted by the icy blades
Hanging from my grim reflection
Rotted wood that mirrored diamond
Stood before me once before
Smashed these toes, drew crimson water
Stoic in its disregard
All that happened has become
The stilted visions passing through
Vanishing as though to squander
Gathered thoughts on barren sand
Pictures state a stranger’s case
Strangled by the deepest lines
Digging deeper towards life
To fell the death long overdue
Though I heard the crickets clamor
As I sunk into the board
Creaking as it knows itself to
On the old submissive floor
Scattering to reach remission
Exits can’t escape my eyes
As apprised of wasted matters
Tapering eternal haste
Max, or Not 
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