Do no harm

After all this time
It lies there
Hidden still
But awake
And alive
I cannot beat it
Cannot cut it off
Or starve it out
Given only a little hope
It springs to life
And takes control
Like a child
It must be guided
Taught to nourish
Encourged to expand
And in all things
Do no harm

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Dead and dying

Why do you run
So far and so fast
I reach out
Take your hand
you linger
For a broken moment
Among the dead
and dying grass
Then run too fast
To far away
To see the tender
Of spring green
Pushing toward the sun
Your hand slips
And you vanish somewhere
Behind the garden wall
I am nothing to fear
I cry
Only here to love
Dear friend
Confused I wonder
If you fear your own heart
More than you ever
feared mine

Cursing pandora

The box had lain there
for months
It held everything
Every hate, love, trust and fear
It held it all safely
Securely
Some days it called
Others it mocked

Finally I had to open it
And pour everything out
Like wine it poured red
And you were with me
We opened it together
With hope, we began to sort
To pick up the pieces

But the pieces were broken
didn’t fit anymore
And I read every word
Then over again
Yet even between the lines
There was no room for me

I began to doubt
Why were you here
You had grown bored
With your toys
So many times before

I closed the box
cursing pandora
And watched you
wander away

a shrug and a smile

as she spoke of mundane things
her eyes sparkled
and i watched them dance
bright, bright points of light
hypnotizing, mezmerizing
dancing in the pale gloaming
as though sunrise were upon us
instead of a dying day
dragging away my own eyes
sparing myself maybe
of falling in love again
i fell again
to her lips
each word spoken
a whisper in my ear
what she said
as i watched them move
is still unclear yet
even as they parted to breathe
i felt them on my skin
my own mouth hanging slack
wanting
needing
as i watched her speak
tasting each word

fruit forbidden
i was lost
so incredibly lost
when finally i returned from
where i had gone

‘what are you thinking’ she said
i could only offer a shrug and a smile
answering, ‘wondering what to do next’

too late

i am broken

by the things i’ve made

run from me

if you can

cause i’ll love you

and then it will be

too late

too late

lighting will crash

hands already burned

where they

touched you last

your will to

tremble and shake

hold on

i’m in love