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Night, Dark, Sleep, Rest, Pain, Hurt, Withdrawn, Yes, Hurting, Hide, Night, Dives, Panic, Endless, Swimming, Drowning, Headless, Sighing, Dying, Living, Crying, Surviving, Strength, Strong, Life, Long, Deep,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

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