Monday, July 11, 2011

no breath

hollow dream
meaning nothing
to the world below
a double sided blade
crossing the dirt path
leading away
from the time it ends
to start again
breathing is hard
gasping for air
flood and debris
clogging ventilation
alone in a field
where the grass doesn't
live within this plain
a heavy sky
crashing to earth
i can't breathe

Saturday, June 4, 2011

A Pirates life for thee


My heart drys with the loss of its tears. A fairy tale told so many times it seems to be unreal with the realization of its lack of existence. I am a zombie going through my days wondering when I will be happy. I watched as a woman fell in love and saw that it would end. Not wanting the fairy tale come true to be lost in time. I think of how fun it would be to have this experience with you beside me and I smile. I hear the faint sounds of your voice, speaking to me, moaning desires causing my heart to flutter in my body and my body halt in my veins. I dream of a man who wants nothing for me but the best of everything. Who cares for me enough to stop me from doing something foolish. Who encourages me instead of trying to deter me from my chosen path. Who sees the beauty in me that even I can not see. I think of the ocean full and vast. A life I dream about all the time. I care not if the waters are rough and dangerous or calm and sunny. As long as my life is vast and full I will be happy. Full of love and happiness, friendships and adventure. I know in order for it to be complete I would need to have people. My life at sea is one I dream of. The life of the little mermaid. A fairy tale of a life completed by love, friendship, and happiness

Monday, December 13, 2010

My Meeting With Fate


Standing in the window pane of an old run down chapel that has been overgrown with wild life and no roof. The girl in the white gown stares out at the world. Her long black hair blowing in the breeze. I only see her back, but the sagging of her shoulders tells me she is sad.

I want to fly. Feel the wind all around me. No part of me attached to any part of the world but the wind and clouds. Feelings of detachment are so strong. Needing to get away from reality.

Lifting her face to the sky, shoulders thrown back.

Surrender to this life. I must press on, no reason to wish for the impossible.

Slowly stepping from the ledge on to the soft grass, her feet are bare. The grass is moist with the nightly dews. To touch her fair pale skin. Feel the heat of her body on my finger tips. As if she knew I was there she turned slightly to look behind her.

My body tingled. A feeling of ice cold on the back of my neck Sensations swirling in my blood. A rush speeding through out my entire body. My body and blood going to freezing temperatures, a frosty breath escaping my mouth.

As my body warmed from the thought of touching her. My finger tips are on fire. Closing my eyes, I see myself trailing my fingers along her arms. My lips kissing her neck. Watching her breathe fire from her mouth. I haven't felt this warm, but for the last time i was alive. the only cold was the light of the moon. The blue sheen that surrounded this vision.

Saturday, December 4, 2010

End was only the beginning of something new


Tears streaming down her face; the man she loves is gone. How could the fates bring us together to just rip us apart?

I'm floating in space; dazed and confused. I know I'm strong enough to move, but I have no will to do so.

Arms splayed out, head back, hanging there as if a single string was around my waist. They told me I would forget in time. It would be a blessing to forget the pain. The pain of being destroyed and watching as he was exiled from our planet, causing me so much anger and grief, because I knew I wouldn’t see him again. From my grief I attacked the elders with no powers of my own, they won. Flicking me away like a crumb. They exiled me off the planet in the other direction. But telling me they will allow me to forget everything as a gift. I thought at first it would be a curse, but now I see it is a gift.

My planet travels in an unusual pattern. Drifting as if driven by someone with an errand, it can travel fast, light speed or slow as if a crawling dying man. My planet was near the smallest planet when my love was exiled. Pluto, I believe. They wanted away from him so fast they traveled at light speed to get away from him. By the time I was exiled only minutes later we were about to pass super nova. I think they were aiming for super nova anyway, but under shot and I'm heading for Mars.

There is history books on my planet about mars, says it once had life on it and water. But seeing as it is so close to super nova life can't with stand the heat. In orbit mars moves closer to super nova every so often. The life is now the dead. I suppose it must have taken thousands of years for it to get this bad; no life and no water.

Once I finally touched the soiled ground of mars, one last image of Darien flashed in my eyes and heart before I forgot all together. Forgetting him and even who I was. To wander alone on a dead planet for the rest of my days.