Wednesday, February 9, 2011

Winter Flowers.......Part 1



Fierce gazes from the blue horizons

Gazes, from the faces of holders of harps

Gazed by the praisers of eternal beings

Watched by the start, frozen lightning glow

Sprung from the tundra most shaken

Square shaped feelings once awaken

Her history is known from heaven's delight

Birthed from the womb of flamed ignites

Dropped from the palm of nature's care-taker

Searching for a resting place evading hell's maker

I'm shaking on my porch with the sun destroyed today

20 below, will hell come today?

Then, a passing flower with dangling pedals

Distracted me from my emotional stalemate

10:30 P.M. on my glow in the dark watch screen

Sunglasses blocking out the rest, only this flower beams

Knocking my bottle over I run for it

Damn I'm still hazy, but I'm going

My car in the driveway is laughing at me for my efforts lol

This is drunk athleticism? Or love for new sport...

At last hanging from my rim, I snatch it from the ozone layer

Holding the fragile emotions together....nervous

I slowly asks it's name, any fame?....any shame?

All that was heard was a loud sound of anguish...pain

Now inside on my house on the 2nd level steps

Coat pocket is where I let her rest...comfort arrest

CPR on an alive subject could be jovial cruelty

She held my breaths and blew them back into me....mixed with her own

My feelings are in a new zone...one I have never known

Was I still having trips of then I kissed Mary's lips?

Watching Mary and Jack getting married and high off the feelings?

But this was new life feeling, my heart was in tact!


HOW CAN THIS BE?! I amputated my heart those years ago!

HOW?!

HOW?!

Frantically opening my bedroom window I scream, "HOW?!"


All I can do is look at her....cry.....cheer and cry.....

I have my lamp on, but the glow can not be hidden

She now speaks!...I pay all attention

With her last breathe she shares some romantic religion


"Use this.....my aroma....bliss.....clutch me in ur fist....promise me you will not

miss..me......bury me on the shores of the puddles in ur dreams...promise me?"

In shock I'm lost in her request......pacing after the statement

Tearing up....not wanting to lose this imagery


"Yes.....but will you ever come back?.......shall I stumble alone in this world pitch


black?...live with a mask on with no eyes cut out?...wearing a mouthpiece but


formed with no mouth?"


She said, "BURY ME IN YOUR DREAMS...........and I............"

She's gone......I now have nothing......NO!....WILL SHE COME BACK?!.....NO! WHY NOW?!......


*lamp hits the ground....shatters*