Midnight

I once wrote of stars,

to forget them, in love,

as they too once forgot,

and abandoned the sky

leaving the night blind

 

I once thought love a curse,

a beauty shadowed,

a glass heart shattered

and left in pieces

to shine in the morning dew

 

When I no longer looked to the sky,

had forgotten the stars,

and left myself blind,

weary of the darkest hour,

I found you in midnight

 

I found you in the abandoned sky

and eternity of our nights

 

I no longer needed to search the sky

you brought its stars to me on upturned palms

I gave you my heart

that you might hold it amongst them

 

And that we may find eternity

and eternity will be our midnight

Poem

I’m here again, a home so far,

From what I imagined heart to be,

Love to be,

So far from my own self, my sense of joy,

I’m here again,

Where images are,

Where thoughts dwell,

And memories unseen claw out at me

I’m lost in dreams where nightmares wake

And sleeping just for les vivants sake

As hair tumbles down, and nails tear down,

And I stay down,

And I stare down,

At nothingness, at blackness, at a glimpse in to what is not mine,

With eyes closed and lips sewn,

And hands tied,

And heart bound,

I’m here again.

The Depth of Us

Words not yet written will soon spill from hands

that have felt and touched and scraped across such different paths

and wiped from eyes tears that spilled for the past

We glance yet we do not speak to the stranger on the street

If only our mind would wander from fear and solitude

to a place of kindness, acceptance, away from our servitude

to our empty acceptance of loneliness, of life as you and I

as separate and unspoken our pain may be

understand the notion of what it means to yearn for humanity

For we are the ones that will guide our future

our words written without blood on our hands

our poems littered across the streets of this land.