Colin Bingham Poems

Suicide your cold, gnarled finger has touched me
Suicide you tried to blacken my heart
Your icy chill driven deep into my soul
Nuclear like, tore my world apart
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Suddenly you were there, before a distant memory in my mind
Until now I had only had thoughts and dreams of you
There a woman, no longer the child of my memories
But you still had that smile, a smile that travelled time
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Snowman

From the cold heavens you were formed
Unique in every geometric shape
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Not knowing fear

I see your intent from afar
but distance offers me safety
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Darkness everywhere, who are you
What trials cause your fear of life
Writer of anguish, pain, sorrow
Why do you fear the morrow
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See the cloudless sky and how far it stretches
On the rim are my memories of you
Distant but still there
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Finally I fall, released from my footing
Virgin in my experience where I sway
Feel the soft whisper of wind on my form
Holding me up, forcing me down
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Remember Titanic, but for us they were steps
Felt the breezes from on high
Our arms entwined, outstretched

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Despair why do you follow me so
Undue is your recourse
Understanding I seek, not your sullen face
Why do you drive your chill deep in my being
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I yearn the morning sound
Sigh at the fragrances there
Tremble with touches senses
Smile at the sights to behold
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