Poetry, out there, somewhere, sharing the muse.

Tuesday, November 13, 2012

Untie

Unbound, undone
With gently hands
Delicate, fragile
Dehydrated fingers.
Loosened lightly
Belief in freedom
Knowing not
That I am destroyed
By words
Charm
Beauty

bright star

O bright star
fleeting comet
I search the darkness
for your light

Blind me
pluck out these eyes
that look in the heavens
for your glory

Luminance
Ignitor
Dim the flame within
or burn the core out of me

Soulreaver

dear soulreaver
I met a young one today
who unbound me
rewound me
and dared to loosen chains

O sweet philosopher
words sooth me
bruise me
ache me
break me

Blood drowning
echo pounding
mind broken open
flow unbidden
released me

dear word man
what has become
I am open
and undone

O young philosopher

O young philosopher you have awoken the beast within It must be bound again and chained down so that it may be tamed but for a moment the delight the awe of flying free O young philosopher awaken me