Colour wheel

the intuition of oblivion

a red dawns rage shines through the delicate ash

carried on a carrion wind

through the corporeal body of the world

your nine frozen points of origin shuddering

stay cold even in this heat

filtered colours through the smoky clouds

create swirling twilight masks on all the pale faces

faces ever gazing upwards

Awoke a dreamer

No wind howling at the window now

A memory of slow crashing thunder now sleeps

in the pale light of this lullaby morning

bold perhaps but insignificant after all

all those dormant tears in your storm clouded eyes

all the secret chords in your voice

all the wind kissed drifts of driven snow

and every song you ever shook from your hair

playing so softly

like footsteps

in the cold golden glow of dawn

fabricated pushed aside

fabricated assumed and left to wonder

left unreasonable, solid at least

unreasonable

indoor said outdoor said searching for foot prints

that led to your door

led to your own remarkable heart

cut glass

unfinished

filled about to burst overflowing and left to drown

in a split second decision stripped and exposed

washed out and washed away rusted chains

stain the days where time sheared away

these shared common moments

remembering a black and white sunrise

sunset

caught in a net influenced and distraught

taken away far from home

tremendous

and walk on by shielded face from his eyes

walk on by walk on by

shield your heart from those eyes

A singularly hideous stiff upraised arm

burning

charcoal smelling of sulfur

destroyed another piece chipped away

slipped away

some more fear some more love some more change

simply saw the last paper angel fall to the floor

low hanging branches heavy with snow

wrist shakes. points from the window

willow wisp cracked the frost

woke the forest as their dead arms

stretched frozen still for wanting apple blossoms

while exploring took care not to tread

harshly on the wind

they were it's guests after all

it's quest

one for all

it's gust that touches their blindside fall

spell cast within the cold it brings together now warm

between us became simply enough

your breath is beautiful

and neither eyes are open

but I had to take in that face

while the moon was peeking at us

buried there in perfection

becoming a root in the ground

twisting playfully is shy shadows

surrender

Holding on tight like Christmas

to the white rusted rails

standing on the spot where you heard her kiss the ground

at the top of the steps

stood waiting to sirens smashing silence

as a prisoner of pines made ever ill

by their duality

surrendered there but no one noticed

6 waiting days call cresting winds

to the crashing thunder of hooves

the sound of your jewelry clinking in the wind

then muted against your soft dark hair

looking down the passionate knife point just outside your arms

the crumbling ghosts of your kisses trailing vespers

slow moving at the speed of a lifetime

living hidden in leaves changing

falling colours

10 years later

finally set each other free

Spiralling

the frozen green canopy slowly descending

we said we'd stay awake all night

10 minuets with you breaking down

blending colors through translucent petals still clinging to spring

in the empty realm

dark branches venting erratic fireflies from within the forest

there stands two black silhouettes suddenly falling

with the judgemental rain

tumbling through stark streets with frosted vision

catching signs of a royal wave goodbye....

bearing down brightly as angels exit this place

recalling rich purple comet trails blossoming

your wishes as a whisper

to the drifting starlight tides

peace

a single branch dusted pink and wrapping around curled in a circle

ticks counter clockwise around her moon

as petals fall and scatter

she's coming

as cats call through the fleshy oak evening

as this longing has displaced itself in your absence

as we sit cross legged in fields of misery

thinking

through the thin stages of our bondage

your image treads the unsubstantial space for a moment

then drowns

watching as you grow smaller in the cool April haze

ascending

to join those howling stars

in the thorny

still

shrieking sky