Betrayal

Your arrow pierced my heart

Sweet words wrapped in barbed wire

Beautiful eyes, beautiful lies

Cut deeply into my soul

I bleed love 

Cracked and barren like the desert

Waiting for a storm to fill me

So I can bloom again

Vibrant and serene

Twilight

The setting sun frees mortal souls

And lover's dance in moonlight's glow

We meet where darkness joins the light

Passions echo in the night

We rest upon the dew-kissed ground 

One heart, one soul, forever bound

Dreams

Dreams shatter like glass
Brightly colored shards of
love, hope and happiness cut me
I bleed red and salty sweet tears
until I am empty

Black

Today the world was black
No brightly colored flowers could lighten
the darkness of my soul
No sweet words or gentle caress find me
I drift alone on the sea empty
Burned too many times
The hand can no longer reach out expecting
Held tightly too long, the heart no longer remembers loves beat
The body’s pleasure vanishes like early morning fog
Leaving the mind to only remember the pain
They clash like angry titans determined to win the battle of my soul
Self imposed isolation has become a room with no door
No windows to shine bright light and warmth upon me
There is nothing in this room no life, no hope
Today I realize there is no escape.
Today the world was black

Part-blood

"You shouldn't feel sick all the time," My sister chirps like an obnoxious parrot taught a new phrase.
'That's why they call it a disease," I state in my defense. "If it was pleasant everyone would want to have one."
We are only part-blood sisters. Some important, precious element that makes up the blood is missing. Which one, I do not know but if I did I'd find it and inject it into our blood, our lives so we could be the same. It's more than different fathers that twists and separates our DNA.
I have too many in my part-blood family, some I haven't seen since childhood, though I hope they know they are loved and always in my heart.
Indifference and coldness blows through my family like a harsh winter wind. There are no happy family gatherings where lives and gossip are shared. There is only you and me, no us.
When death reached out it's hand to me I said 'yes'. I searched my soul and found no love or warmth so I took his hand because at least it wanted me.
I hear in that other place you are bathed in love like a warm soothing bath. The pain seeps from your soul and you watch it swirl around and around the drain until it's gone. But my sister angrily pulled me back to this place of pain and isolation. There is no gratitude from me only tears for a peace lost.
I sit every day and wonder about this part-blood condition I don't understand.
Maybe that's why I embrace the non-bloods so tightly in hopes of creating the family I don't have. I know it'll never work because there is something in the DNA that binds us. It shows death the door or stops your St. Bernard from killing you when you were a kid.
It had no doubt been done to avoid explaining to an angry mother if they had failed or was it done out of guilt for years of childhood teasing and torture. I just wished it had been done out of love not DNA.

The Ex

Consumed by your fire
The ashes of my love drift down
Leaving a bitter taste in my mouth
Red hot
They burn my flesh scar my soul
Tears fall
Like warm raindrops
washing away a love cold and spent
My heart sleeps safe wrapped in ice
Waiting to be awakened by another’s fiery touch

Always only you

I look into your eyes for a glimmer of recognition
Are you the one?
Your eyes smile
A promise of pleasure and pain
You belong to another as much as one can in this life
Innocent touches and glances but my heart sings to yours
My soul laid open
I invite you in because the pain of not having you is greater
Than the pain of losing you
Even for just one night to cherish
A joining of bodies and souls
Time here is so brief, so fleeting, so precious
Some small drop of love
for a thirsty soul withering on the vine like a forgotten rose
In your love I have found myself
And I promise always, only you

Poetry

Words flow like blood from the open wounds of my soul
Washing away the pain
Body and soul empty
My heart stops beating
Offering a brief respite from life’s dark journey
In your presence I am reborn
An empty vessel to be filled by the beauty of your soul

Live in the moment

Life like photography rarely gives us a second chance.
If you miss that chance, that one perfect shot you're out of luck.
If you go back the next day or the next week the flower might be gone or faded and the lighting just isn't the same.
So live in that one perfect moment, embrace it. You might not get another one.

Joy

Sometimes it's like we are afraid to be happy and smile.
So we focus on the darkness.
If we constantly expect the worst we aren't disappointed when we find it.
Or does it find us, drawn to us by the negativity we send back to the universe.
If we never see the beauty, we won't miss it when it's gone.
If we never embrace the pleasure we become numb to the pain; thinking it's all we deserve.
If we don't expect and demand the good in life we won't be disappointed when we don't get it.
You deserve all the beauty and joy this life has to offer so don't settle for anything less!

Summer dying

I sit anxiously and wonder
Will I soon too go the way of summer and the wildflowers
Broken and spent all beauty and hope long lost
Crushed beneath life’s uncaring feet
Who will remember my beauty
when I have faded into the great blackness
I clutch the wildflowers in unsteady hands
and take their beauty into my soul
I too feel beaten
unable to stand myself back up
Ravaged by death’s harsh winters winds
I too will slumber beneath the snow

Floors squeak
Ghosts of the past rattle around in the darkness
Love...gone but not forgotten
lingers on my lips
like the sweet familiar taste of a lover

Moon

Silver sliver
beauty hangs in the night sky
guiding me home

Love

A delicate flower
whose beauty enraptures us
drawing us into each silken layer
until we get too close
fragile souls caught on its sharp thorns
we struggle desperately to be free

Angel of Death

It has been moved

Sanctuary

I stare into the masses
looking for my lover on his white steed
to take me far from the madness to sanctuary
he lays me down, gently
stealing my breath with fevered kisses
hungered flesh joins, moves as one
to possess and be possessed
I take him into the blue skies
and calm waters of my soul
he fills me with storm clouds and rain
we wait for life's renewal
with the coming of spring
two beings in harmony
one body, one soul, one dream

Love's delicate beauty

I lay myself open to you; vulnerable
I offer the beauty of my spirit; purity
My petals fall in your harsh winds; delicate
I stand alone and empty; dying

Loveless sea

One day you walked beside me
The next day I was free
Adrift on the endless ocean
A sailor lost at sea

No steady hands to guide me
As I face the violent storms
No light shines in the window
No harbor safe and warm

Alone I drift through time
Upon the loveless sea
A lost and lonely sailor
No heart to pine for me

Waiting

I sit now my hair streaked with gray prematurely from life’s battles fought.
I sit and mourn a life near lost and a love never found.
I sit in the darkness waiting; wondering if it will ever be.
Soon the lines will come from the laughter and the tears
and with their coming an innocence lost.
Chances of love become as scarce as a cool breeze
in that hot hellish place we all fear.
I feel empty but not incomplete when my son smiles.
His love fills all but the deepest places in my soul.
Time moves swiftly; not waiting for me.
If I don’t reach out, it will pass me by like an off duty cabbie in winter
leaving me stranded and cold.
I reach out to taste life but fear pulls me back
leaving me hungry for something I’ve never known.
A love great enough to fill an emptiness that runs
like a deep scare through my soul waiting to be healed.
The sun rises and sets.
The seasons change.
And still I sit, waiting.

Choices

Like hamsters on a wheel we run mindlessly, aimlessly not realizing there is no escape unless we stop.
With our blinders securely attached we fail to see what our future could be.
Unable to step off, fear keeps us running on the bland, vanilla path that is our lives.
We are unsure of what monsters await us in the darkness should we decide to leave the safety of the path we have chosen.