Poem from September of 2009

      

This is one of mine. I wrote it last year while going through a lot of difficult things. This is the longest piece I've written. Feel free to comment your thoughts and opinions. I am sure I'm not the only one to feel something like this.

FYI: This orchid is a picture I took while vacationing in the mountains of Bannor Elk, North Carolina. The orchid, much like the rose, is considered a symbol of love. The darker, mysterial colors seemed to fit this particular work.

Two daggers to my soul!

Thrust so carelessly without thought

Or count for cost.

Laughingly tossed aside

If only to tease and return again.

Ah! how the light plays on those twin blades

As they feint and dance.

Seeking, finding

Mine own checked and safely kept askance.

Eden! what light is this

That captivates my every thought

Without room for breath.

Forbidden fruit? Hardly so sweet

As one might think.

Eat, and succumb to soul's certain death.

For where such warmth might lead

I feel a certain dread;

For every dream I fabricate

I pull a darkened thread.

The fabric of my dreams undone

Surrenders at the seams.

And hands of lead weave quietly

Weeping for what no one sees.

Threads wanting of even loss

Withdrawn to shape my veil.

Shelter found, dark and cold

Hiding that which I cannot hold.

You there, and I here

Walking along the line

Separating us from

Everything that we must never find.

The shadows cast--

Is all we have

Yet priceless treasure still.

This dubious cup I drink deep--

Forced to find my fill.

Yet if that light were poison to me

Then darkness must be my shield.

And so the hated veil once loathed

Proves sole weapon left to wield.

I dare not forsake my armour

Lets sudden light leave me blinded

-- And stumbling,

I find myself a fool.