Sunday, June 17, 2007


standing by the sea

Calluses have formed over knuckles
Hardened with the gently caressing winds
Fingers trace the deadened skin
As they trace regret back to its source
For the wandering mind thinks of that beyond it
The unexplained
The unseen and hidden
Plainly written Somewhere
Long before
This
The heart holds secrets mystified within itself
A vagueness farther than the seas
That carries bottled melancholy beyond that distant shore
Abandoned
Chills bring tears to the fore
The musty smell of yesterday seeps hard and deep
Beneath the surface
Protecting selfish dreams with realism
Disappointing, for fear of hope.
Tilt your sight and see the Light
Emitted in plain horizon
Taken for granted
Ignored
The dark holds boundless sympathy
But the soul needs empathy and Love
Sorely missed from distant moments
Amid raging Sun, raging Light
Raging passion for Truth
Today
Cynicism is the fashion
Contemplation far and few
The past is made anew
While history stares you in the face altered
Which is why today
You do not shy away
From dastardly blows so humanely cruel
So humanely blatant
So humanely
You
Pull your chair towards me, dear
Let our calluses mark each other’s
As a reminder of those ruthlessly selfish nothings
We solemnly kept to ourselves
Bottled beyond that distant shore
They will never account for anything
More.


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