Friday, December 1, 2017

Eden

Sometimes they clamber buildings
Or they trail behind in yearnings,
Other times they linger on buses
Carried away in silent clauses.

You see them leaving forgotten
Dissolved by time,
And others begotten
Hoping to return
In a memory game
Hopeless, but relentless,
A gathering of the being
As once wished upon a moonbeam
The numberless stars always a beacon
Of their essence, lost garden of Eden.

Monday, November 6, 2017

Gaze

I've wandered through the archaeology
Of our past etchings
To hear the humming
Of the old
I've patched a moonbeam
Settled in the cradle of my palm
As the moon stabbed the sky
Feeble vestige of our light
Melted in the mist
Of a singular gaze

Wednesday, October 11, 2017

Harmony

They fall lighter than air
Nimble and radiant
Graceful and fragrant
Swaddled in light
Covered in might.
They swirl silkily
A wingless flutter
A voiceless mutter
Harmony.

Wednesday, September 27, 2017

Grace

Sauntering notes,
Undulating gracefully
Speaking unbeknownst to them
Height to height,
In a circle,
In a hurry
With a sensible might.
Tangible carving
Of a heart print
Etched in blacks and whites
Eternity.

Sunday, June 25, 2017

Wistfulness

Sifted memories,
Smithereens scattered
In the tangle of time,
Bathing in a droplet
of nostalgia
Of a lost paradise,
Absent, but retraceable
In the glow of innocence.
A vastness of pinks and blues
Washed up
on the tacit
Shore of consciousness
In the high tide
Of reason and feeling.


Friday, May 19, 2017

This Is Not a Poem

Liquefied silk,
Molten in ribbons,
Adorning the beating,
Wrapping the inconsolable,
A spark in the dark,
A comet missing its mark,
Fractals of light,
Beaming sight,
A fragrant petal
Under the world's plight,
The slumbering unspoken
Alive, but just a token
Of a spectrum unawakened.