the not so normal renderings of an obscured reflection
shhh…
just leave our love here
on this sill
of opened tomorrows
when our secrets
and shadowed fantasies,
our unspoken desires
and unending dreams
will be the beauty
in our imagined eternity
before the darkened winds of time
(upon our remaining seconds)
blows
receding waters
move as abysmal shadows
coloured only by the memories
we had hidden
between the earth and sky
though I do not hope
or dream
into the clouds
or count the seconds
that fall to the ground
for time withholds the images
from our minds
and darkens the hours
into fading millenniums
(now nothing)
… for emotions dissolve
into sinking sands
barring songs
… and meaning
giving cold feet to feelings
to scar the beauty of love
you had once laced
into
my opened hands
evening notes
in champagne hours
when distance
twirled ribbons
… (laced emotions)
along passages in time
as amber moons
and ciels noir
travelled the moving seconds
that would disperse
into the blowing sands
this was where
interludes played
and the hollowed stillness of songs
became the beauty
of the grains in our hands
so we talk of it
a whispering nothingness
or a sweet remembrance
of moments
maybe existing before
the early horizon
imagined in unshakened
unwashed sunsets
and though we may choose to remember,
stones and rivers and mountains
will soon wither
becoming hidden
in the darkening spaces
of our minds
so…
eventually
we will forget
moonlight,
circles drawn
on waves at an untouched horizon
a beauty in silver waters
… unremembered
though in winter dust
I sometimes shift the darkness
and memory paints the sky
so, behind closed eyes
the stars hold the brightness
of yesterday,
the wind betrays to the trees
the secrets of mountain echoes
from far away
my emotions are then allowed
(for a time)
to breathe…
and within the horn-coloured glow
of days that dream into nights,
… I think of us
sometimes it rains
though memories pour
even in scarlet weather
a beautiful reminiscence
in showers that appear
… in sporadic sands
… in dust
… in silence
moments once shared
(and for a time)
once passed
between distant hands
withered pieces of time
pass… as a memory
before my drooping eyes
fragmented now
in ruins
is the decaying scent
of our past
I breathe it in
and I remember,
… petals on winter days
that blew away
with your promise to love me
… always
now in the dirt
of buried emotions
these memories hide
I remember
… you
let earth and sky
disintegrate
I am free
of these feelings
… at last
a struck chord
…
my emotions wish to pour
though
a vow to my heart
prevents the turning of the sky
of moons and seasons
blowing the tides
of my indecent dignity
that once begged
without reason
melodies of midnight words
revive the very feelings
I had watched die
if only to forget
yet still allowed to cry
so I tie knots
in my veins
… blood just should not be felt
neither should the beautiful darkness
fold into night
please, go away
… for I just may love you again
desert flowers
once bloomed
within the heart
of a winter night
colours of gold
seen in transparent fragrance
petals…
like butterflies
carried on the wind
in a beautiful song
… of rivers
… of mountains
and….
moments
that memory
somehow still captures
(… sometimes)
in the glow
of the moonlight
specs
of the unwashed darkness
fills the bleak void
in the always unseeable light
quiet now, the silence
that distances tomorrow
as we await
the dawn of forever
in this unending night
summer skies
illuminated by beauty
in coloured light
and in streaks of hushed tomorrows
… moments breathed
though within seconds and hours
in the grains of time
emotions did bleed
sunlight now
in shades of forbidden love
casting shadows
after the winds of uncertainty
… had blown
Tainted Musings 