Hand in hand
at the edge of creation
prepared to set forth.
what lies ahead
fear and pain
we face the future
that we may overcome
that we may adapt
that we may create
in the world
that lies ahead
Archive for September, 2011
Hand in hand
Bring me fantasy
a rousing tale
A band of lifelong friends
a pair of lovers
a voyage across the sea
the world saved
the mystery solved
a neat package, tied up with love and humor
perhaps a good cry.
with its petty hurts
and I crawl inside
I tear my eyes from the stars above
their twinkling brings back emptiness and loss
a way of life now out of reach.
The past haunts me
voices at the back of my mind
whispering what can never be again.
Grieving I contemplate the world below
city lights echo those shining stars
but not the pain
instead its bustling
calls to me
tempting me to seek its secrets.
Standing at my back the family home
the domesticity I rejected
it waits for me
a wellspring for new endeavors
a haven to return to
a reminder that I am not alone.
An ordinary life
the one adventure once denied me
now beckons, seductively
the opportunity to live side by side
with the one who holds my heart
sharing a single journey.
Looking up once more
the starshine now brings a smile
though I may never fly again
there remains so much adventure
along the path beneath my feet.
The beach, where we parted, met, and parted again
the setting of our last goodbyes
you take my hand, our eyes meeting.
The wind whips my hair
the surf roaring in my ears, deafening
I am kindled by your touch
the depth of your soul looking into mine.
I could stand there forever, gazing
but the salt air stings my eyes
bringing a tear and a smile
You squeeze my hand and smile too
as the rushing of the sea washes away heartache,
smooths the footsteps of the past from the sand.
Together we turn, walk back through the crashing spray
away from that place of pain
away from our old lives
into a new horizon.
So many shades of sky
azure, sapphire, cobalt
So many colors of cloud
cream and ivory
silver, smoke, and slate.
So many pigments possible
in a shining sunset
pale pink, creamy coral
blazing vibrant orange
All hues splattered across the vault
the scattered stains
of nature’s Michelangelo
his masterpiece unfinished
polychroma shift across the spectrum
an unending parade
My island in a sea of madness
The waves pound me
as I lose my grip on your steady shores
I want to scream
to call out to you, save me!
but I believe you cannot hear.
How can I tell you of the things I’ve seen?
How can I upset your complacent humor?
To share is to destroy
to lose forever my rock, my stronghold
and yet, to hold back
is to lose ever sooner
to erode our very foundation.
I seek solace in another’s arms
but the peace I find is only illusion
a numbing of the pain
of being torn adrift
from my rock
swept away into the churning sea.
A searing orb, burning
a hole in the sky
like an alien sun
its color just a little wrong.
like a child’s drawing
beams of yellow streak across the gray
simmering whiteness sinking behind the hills.
the crimson west
blood red, starless
the gibbous moonrise
shines pink over an unfamiliar world.