Not Remembering…

My heart screams

Takes flight

I turn around somehow not quite missing the beat.

I run and run through the forest of my forgotten dreams

Only I have forgotten.

Forgotten you

And how you tasted

How you looked

And how you felt.

The trees here are tall and dark and barren

Yet they live like my heart

Fed on remorse and regret.

How many life times ago was it that I loved you?

How many hearts have beaten and ceased since those days?

How many mortals have lived and died in this realm with out actually living?

I am still running

Just ahead of times tick, tick, ticking.

Running always

For fear of standing still and remembering.

Constantly running in and out of ink-black shadows

Never stopping.

Running in forests where the screeches of startled ravens dissipate upon the winds.

Skin torn

Skin shed

Pain desired

Remembering.

Remembering I loved you

And the taste of ruby kisses so sweet and seductive.

Drip-fed by time’s unceasing march

I dissolve into the pools of my own sadness.

Keep running

Keep hiding

Seek shadows.

Slide into the oblivion of the unknowing

Where ravens cries are the only sounds that leave my lips

And the black blood of night

Is the only truth.

What is known can be unknown

Memories can be reversed

Just like time.

Go back

Back

Way beyond knowing

Way beyond unknowing

To a time of just being

To a time when the earth stood still

And all there was, was the Word

The truth

The all

The Love

The Blood

And You

 

 

 2016

Always of the blood…

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NaPoWriMo: Week Two of the Poetry Challenge

Sacred Words

One never hungers

At the altar

Of the written word

Words and thoughts

Pray for release

To be eternally recorded

Scribed into history

Time lost in scribblings and writings

Whole days devoured by time

Vast worlds of illumination

Unending

Is it a real world?

You ask

But it is my world

And as real to me

As yours to you

I the creator

Of a world of words

A living sacrament

Bleeding on to virgin white

Drip…drip…drip

Words that drip like life-blood

Upon my thirsty soul

A constant flow

Upon my life

Sacred offerings

To my sanity

My lifeline

My flow of love

Within my life

I am blessed

April 8th 2015

 

 

Dam Skeleton

I can’t remember exactly when

The skeleton got in the cupboard

But I must have put it there

Otherwise how did it get there?

Secreted under killer heels never worn

And black boots that are

Rattling bones of life

Draped in yesterdays clobber

Old bones, new bones

Hidden behind mountainous ironing

Destined for the charity run

Slumbering in the knowledge

That they are buried safe and sound

For now

Hidden ominously in my cupboard

This skeleton

Brittle bones of memory

Yet clattering’s of present times too

Rattling around

Lurking

Hiding

In the safety of the closet

Bare bones of truth hidden

One long spiky digit

That used to be a finger

Hooks itself under the door

F**k this I shout

And kick shut the door

April 9th 2015

 

 

A kiss…

One single kiss

It was only a kiss

One single cursed kiss

A wanted kiss

A craved for kiss

A kiss of life

A kiss from death

One single beautiful kiss

Simply a kiss

That was all it was

Just a kiss

A doomed kiss

A forbidden kiss

Heralding midnight

Binding

Just one kiss

A bloodied kiss

A twilight kiss

From velvet lips

Heavily ruby stained

A kiss

Such a kiss

Once kissed

Never unkissed

Never ungiven

Always beholden

To the one

With rose nectar smeared

Upon blood-rose lips

In blood ties bound

By life as now by death

April 10th 2015

 

 

A ‘word a line’ poem birthed from insomnia…

Night, Dark, Sleep, Rest, Pain, Hurt, Withdrawn, Yes, Hurting, Hide, Night, Dives, Panic, Endless, Swimming, Drowning, Headless, Sighing, Dying, Living, Crying, Surviving, Strength, Strong, Life, Long, Deep, Wonder, Hunger, Found, Love, Group, Hope, Hunger, Faded, Jaded, Heart, Soul, Live, Forever, Human, Never, Lips, Kiss, Hidden, Forbidden, Bound, Binding, Living, Dying.

Transforms into…

In the cradle of Night

Dark thoughts become palpable so Sleep eludes

A world of fleeting Rest, snuggling with Pain and Hurt

So Withdrawn and Yes still Hurting

Nowhere to Hide in a tragedy where Night Dives in Panic

Questing for you is an Endless cycle

Swimming in the hope of finding you

Yet Drowning in the reality of not

Diving Headless into truth

Real time thoughts Sighing into Dying

But forever Living

Yet Crying for freedom

Somehow Surviving with Strength unknown

Strong with the blood of Life

Yet the Long soul search

Of a Deep soul connection and a Wonder

Is the Hunger not Found

The Love that exists in spirit; above and beyond

Group Hope into Hunger

Not Faded

Never Jaded in this land of eternal midnight

A Heart and Soul can speak, can Live Forever

Cast into a Human shell

Never once were scarlet Lips

Satiated by one sweet Kiss

Worlds Hidden, love Forbidden

Hearts Bound in a Binding

Call this Living?

I call this Dying?

12th April 2015

 

 

The White Rose

I gave you a pure white rose

You held it in your hand

And stared into space

The sun moon and stars bowed down

We were children of the universe

Caught in time

The path twisted and turned and spiralled in

We couldn’t loose our way

And yet we did

We were children of the universe

Lost in time

Still grasping one white rose

 April 13th 2015

 

 

In the Blink of an Eye

In the blink of an eye

Everything can change

In one fleeting moment

Life becomes death

In a twist of fate

Light become dark

And the sun no longer shines

Blood upon the knife

On the tide of eternity

Thoughts become deeds

The ebb-tide kisses the shore

The wind screeches cruelly

Between the heart beat

Of knowing and unknowing

A chasm of reality extends

The moment is captured

Upon the tip of the sword

The secrets of blood flow

Bleeding into a vastness

Of human unknowing

When the key of time

Is broke in the lock

And the seals all opened

The sword is the final word

When death stamps its seal

With its hardened hand

Mourn for that which is lost

That which never can be

In the blink of an eye

The universe spoke

The unspoken word

Blood dripped…

April 13th 2015

 

 

I Reveal…

Cranky?

Probably

Weird?

Definitely

Normal?

Not

Who am i?

Only I know

And maybe

Only I ever will

But each day that I write

A tiny part of me reveals

April 14 2015

Vampire Rose

The Blood Rose

blood rose 2The beautiful Rose
The Blood Red Rose
Soft and enticing and pure
As velvet and silk
So yielding and warm
As the one that you love in the morn
The beautiful Rose
The soft Red Rose
The beautiful Blood Red Rose…
So red
Red as blood
Of the woman you love
As you dare to surrender
Surrender your soul
To the warmth of the Blood Red Rose
And the scent
Ah the scent…
The heavenly scent
The scent of the Blood Red Rose
As you lie in her arms
In the embrace of the Rose
In the embrace of the Blood Red Rose
In the warm embrace
Of her petals so soft
So soft with the scent of her thighs
But beware of the Rose
Of the thorns of the Rose
Of the thorns of the Blood Red Rose
The beautiful Rose…
That exquisite Rose…
That beautiful dark Red Rose…
For the caress of her thorns
Will scratch and will tear
Will scratch and will tear at your skin.
Your beautiful skin
Your blood red skin
They will tear and will rip at your warm soft skin
Stay away from the thorns
The thorns of the Rose
The thorns of the Blood Red Rose…
For they will scratch at your skin
Tear deep into your skin
Deep into the wound of your soul
And your blood it will flow
Your blood will flow
Your beautiful blood it will flow
It will flow and flow
And she’ll watch it flow
Your beautiful blood it will flow…
So taste the kiss of the Rose
The Blood Red Rose
The Rose that will tear you apart
Dare to savour the kiss
Feel the blood on your lips
Like the dew in the morn
On the petals so soft and so warm
For in the heat of the sun
The noonday sun
In the heat the dew will be gone
As the trace of your kiss
As you surrender your soul
To the petals so soft and so warm
She’ll bathe in your blood
Your beautiful blood
She will bathe in your blood as you die
Your beautiful blood
Your dark red blood
She’ll bloom in your blood
As you die.
The dark Red Rose…
The beautiful Rose…
The beautiful Blood Red Rose.