Thursday, August 16, 2012

Swift Ends


Beached up, the anthem caller
Scours ore my bones in search of want
He spews each insult down below
Traipsing the earth, each step a hammer
That clangs a foreboding note,
Relentless piper, merciless joke
What wrongs had I so sorely lost
The caller sounds, not done, not done
Ears about me closed and mild
But I, the worse in mind, fault found
Wildly bracing infinite fears
Absolved to gather together my bones
Let loose a breath and draw my steps
Take heed and rest each one asunder
The padded stones beneath this skin
Would quake and rock this fate foreseen
Cackling calls, the breath so foul that burns my neck
Oh hopeless to shame for lit flame blown away
Hath but one unkempt stone did fall
Alas my days O’re this wild shoreline doth end
Sweet the prayers that with terror flow
He sees me not but I cannot last
The icy hot from muscles grows
A rabid call cannot be quenched
Must I myself subdue the right
Lay lustfully with wrong to speak aloud
Did call this anthem song toward
The piper’s lips to braise my soul
At last an agony foretold wouldst end

Wednesday, August 8, 2012

3 Seconds


I softly push against the air
With tender feet
Apple blossoms in my hair
The spray of salt,
Swift and fleeting, reminds me
Of our presence in the world
Eyes closed to the sun
Three seconds above the earth
Floating over what has passed
Nothing came or was before this
Three seconds above the earth

Trance-the clap against the road
You’re dark and pale,
Ominous tonight
A click of doors
Pace my breath in each rapture
Small fears of twisted seconds
Eyes closed to the moon
Three seconds above the earth
Dripping in the night
Sink the cells that cause the future
Three seconds above the earth

I was taken in your vapor
And it was rapture passing through my being