Ripples

A tear touched the still surface
Ripples began to spread
I forced my hand against the motion
to stop the ripples from reaching the edge

Shed unexpectedly without thought
Nonetheless recognized - again
Not wanting the tear to move or flow
wishing it to be buried and drowned unseen

The wave rose and crested
Falling hard upon the sands of loss
Grimacing with bared teeth
The pain slipped and fell in the wet sand

Pebbles beneath worn shoes
Find their way into holes in the heart
Sharing past lives lived in sun filled days
Undefined measures of time tossed

Touch when unaccustomed, burns
Skin tender and bruised with mistrust
A hand extends to grasp another outstretched
Find the gesture was given to another

The tear would not be stopped
Ripples spread with rapid steps
Dashed now against the edge
A bowl of water inches deep

The Dark

The light seeped through the crack

in the wall,

I didn’t recognize the significance.

Shielding my eyes,

I put my thumb over the crack

and the light disappeared.

Now, the dark is familiar

and that I recognize

As Time Moves ~ Haiku

dreaming of spent youth

old photos cry disbelief

paper thin recall

Manipulation (Adult – NC17)

I reach for a velvet hand
concealed in a suede impostor
batteries at the ready

Begging for release
hidden deep within the
vaginal walls of complacency

Longing replaced with cold
empty thoughts of writhing
bodies sweat soaked

A moan escapes aloud
unbidden guests enter
warm dark spaces

Approaching the ledge
stopping to glance down
at the swelling flesh

Release is not sweet orgasm
nor cherished treasure
it reeks of solitude

Cyberlover

Cyber dots on spidery webs
conceal the truth,
tempting you to believe
there is more

Wanting the words to continue
believing in the mystery,
succumbing absently
to the overkill

The distance closed by a thread
of words typed on white,
endless margins of
fragrant backgrounds

Colored music notes
of ecstasy touch,
lie hidden behind cyber dots
on spidery webs

Solo Balance (NC17)

breath

expelled openly upon skin

pleasures

dark moist spaces

 

gasps

lavished on lust hardened pillows

penetrate

sweat stained air

 

cries

hit pain driven desired hands

faltering

finding release

 

moans

mewling under twin sized sheets

dissipating

orgasm heat

 

sighs

laden heavily with remorse

acknowledging

abandoned limbs

Unbidden Tears

You come to me and take my hand

gazing furtively over your shoulder

the shadow whisperers that follow

are hidden in secret doorways

 

Brushing your lips on my brow

pensive furrowed mouth speaks

low and comforting words

of babble to my anxious ears

 

I love you tumbles out and drops

on concrete steps to shatter

and splatter a million drops

covering your expensive shoes

 

The deed is done in dark alleys

watched by shadow whisperers

overheard by black crows

that fly and squawk the truth

 

Ours is not the light of day

to linger in and be seen

by those whose tongues

would loose arrows that sting

 

The sun touches the sky

your hand releases mine

and you turn and walk away

wiping shoes on pressed trouser cuffs

Empty Trains

Riding in silence

 

             Symbiotic creatures

 

Transit motionless

 

 

Salted Wounds

I have ridden on the backs of dolphins 

and floundered searching for breath

when all the seas come crashing down

and ghost ships land on bitter swells

 

I have rested in the shadowed trees

and swayed among scattered branches

when summer shudders and autumn falls

and the sunlight pales to silver strands

 

I have walked in snow filled steps

and wondered at the intrepid boots

when all other strides are missing

and heavy arch has cracked the surface

 

I have known a burdened sorrow

and held it tight against my breast

when all the light has left the sky 

and hearts break upon the marble

 

I have questioned my validity

and frowned with great intent

when words drop on salted wounds

and the bleeding does not cease

 

I have loved more than I should

and accepted the pittance gratefully

when love has simply stopped being

and retreats as seafoam at my feet

 

Yes, I have ridden scattered branches

and known a burdened heart

when all light has been bled away

and love has simply stopped 

Single Heart

When night falls upon

cerulean crowned silence,

A lone heart beat is

as the peal of a single bell

A clear note impeded

not by the dense night,

nor the veil that settles

over the sleep seekers

It echoes in the hollows

of empty stalwart corners,

keeping sentry still

in the shadows

Held on the air

among the silver tips

of slivered moonbeams,

carried on the backs

of caped night owls

Heart beat tolls 

and falls

like rain on the ocean,

and disappears beneath

leviathan wings of

cerulean crowned silence