This burned ground
Hides life beneath it
Even as it speaks
Of death
Category: Free Verse
5/23/2022 – morn’s grey
Were I to wake some clouded day
And speak unto the sun
Would it come forward at my call?
Would morn’s grey be undone?
5/21/2022 – the salted sea
I stood before the cliff’s edge, staring down
And watching waves do violence on the stone
Up there I asked what song the cliff had sung
To so infuriate the salted sea
5/19/2022
I can rest my eyes
For a moment
Because you are here
5/18/2022 – And so I step into the light
I cannot hear the story in
These creaking wooden halls
Not sense the pain and joy within
The crumbling stonework walls
And so I step into the light
And listen once again
To hear the tale of moonlit night
True now as it was then
5/17/2022
I long for that distant shore
Take me there, take me there
5/14/2022 – There was a quiet
There was a quiet
Once
A place free of metal crashing
Of voices in their fell cacophony
A place of calm
I remember the grasses bending
And the trees swaying
And the bees humming
I remember the way the air smelled
Its sweetness
Its earthiness
I remember the warm sun on my skin
A pleasant heat on my eyes
That took away so much I did not need
There was a quiet
Once
I wish to find it
Guide me?
5/12/2022 – burn away
The sun sears
And yet does not burn away
The shadows
5/11/2022
I walk barefoot upon the grass
Yet feel instead of grass’s blades
Vibrations from the earth below
A story ages old
5/9/2022 – for simplicity
I find myself wishing
For simplicity
And wishing
For all the minutia
The little rules that don’t matter
The bounds we have chosen to place
For no reason other than
The comfort of rulers
To go away
And leave me
In peace