last dance

It would be untruthful

to say that it felt like a waste of time

dual echos tethered to the cold fleeting foolish shore

this is how it looks from 3 stories high

this is 1 week of isolation in the rain fields

this is one more guarded glimpse of you

transparent dancing on red cliffs

where most forward progression needs dawns permission

it was there that all six senses broke

while beams of sunlight retired on your shoulders

the eastern wind blew all around you

tempered by the inertia of your steps

in twice time of the crashing surf

throwing exploding white floral bouquets of salt

up over your auburn hair at random angles

I just watched

as the day crept away

and sunset on your last dance at Hammond castle

Dawn Losing Ground

restricted to amber

your battery now near empty

most survivors of history take up other ways to kill time

erratic butterfly flight leaving trails of orange and black

against the cloudless burning blue sky

pulled your cool cold heart toward me

gave it a squeeze and sent searchlights

to run alongside your new dreams

I tasted the unmistakable sweetness of your ghostly neon breeze

felt the tender pink tip of breaking dawn even with closed eyes

heard the four chords of hazy summer wind from another country

watched it lift and row through the faint Autumn ground where we first lay as one

grave silent

forever

and ending

happy on different paths

for finally embracing our nature

and smashing black buildings

to set each other free at last

gathering up translucent petals of memory

that fall softly with feline grace

around the sweetest cords of memory

a tribute to you

duality

A hundred winters of decay

she's wondering if she'll be able to hold it together

for another 4 seasons

a cold haunted locker room

she's waiting at the station for sanctuary

holding open an umbrella in a padded room

while out there in the pushing plains

every explosion of the barrel

sends steel slamming souls spitting crystal fires

like a blooming orchid

agreeing in cold convulsions, losing limbs to razor winters cruelty

distant and empty cracks show through her mirror

a mystery like true carnage

cracking glass snapping large pieces of memory to cinder

and dust

breaking into asphyxiating latent mad rambling

no longer does protection exist

from all her romantic torturous notions...

renounce

with baby steps and with the lights off

carefully navigating the treacherous minefield of memory

stumbling around in the dark grasping for color

something substantial, tactile and solid...

she lives there on the elusive crests of the dreaming

so often in frozen moments of black and white

reclining on a cold stone there in a clearing

she's stretched in mimicry of our future

painted black lines on her face

to blend in with the thin chill

grey

early November branchscape

breaking away as filtered starlight surrenders

to the inevitable dawn

Goshikidai

dressed there in the daily colors

all her hues becoming a bright smudged blur

making contact on the platform

wild

watching the trails your waving hand makes

every heavy moment of movement in slow motion

a tempest

and time moves on for us

and all manner of wanting back our sweetest memories

remains refracted light

through our stained glass recollections

the azure empire

so splintered this well

reflects stuttering

and shuddering, shouting out

at an unrecognizable reflection

ever dreaming a still surface

ever catching the glare

a subsiding shower

under a dusking sky

a halo of dreams

that circle around the last grasp of a flexing tree

perplexing the ages

pressed against the rich bark

founded with consumption, often of an unknowable entity

striving for remembrance

and longing for a glimpse

of your swirling skirts in slow motion

dancing there on the red rocks

above the defeated winter seas

Ribbon

Somewhere in a city

Black buildings separate and surround us

Somewhere I imagine you

We display sinking ocean eyes

Somewhere in a city

A crowds drowning smile

Somewhere I imagine you

Black trees cut the passing mist

Somewhere in a city

We stay in silence

Somewhere I imagine you

unforgiven, oblivious and unresolved

Somewhere in a city

Dark black buildings entrapping

Somewhere I imagine you

without wings we wait for amber days

Somewhere in a city

ever upwards, this steady fixed gaze

And somewhere I imagine you....

somewhere in the sky