My dream starts up, beams
to make my sad heart awake
and dance in time hushed too long,
the longed for song; hope, love, faith
Who smiles there? A stray spirit
A lovely woman perhaps?
Soul in air, speak, who are you?
Your appearance, what portends?
Your face does seem familiar
If only I knew your name
If only I knew......
When bad tidings this way come
When storm clouds amass
Stern commands are then given:
Form stanzas and syllables
Poems, display and all obey
The dark words sent, blank page slayed
The words in dark skies born, charged
bolts that never miss the truth
Your name, savior? Nemesis?
As halcyon days in spring,
vision in this ray, floatin',
for me; know not but decay
One arm upraised in a prayer
Seal the unforgiven past
Hold a pen to quell regret
Mercy, wings stretched broad across
to shield and free from torment
To protect my reveries
from turnin' into painful
Your name, tell now or depart!
'I am that which you know well
(Selective self delusion
only a heartbeat away)
A part of you, part of all
(Wicked, wicked ways
and choices made, must be paid)
One of the unforgiven
(Never is as is,
a really long time)
Mother of Dark Words
(For stones that were thrown
atonement is a......) '
My dream starts up, streams
to force my sad heart on course
and march in time at last heard,
the longed for words of darkness
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