Thursday, June 18, 2009

Iris


This iris
- She's blooming, you know
Her color is like twilight
And her scent is breath-taking

This iris
- She's dying, you know
Her leaves are falling off
And her petals are wilting

Tuesday, June 16, 2009

Dawn/Twilight


I buried you long ago
With my bare hands
- Covered in dirt
You reach from
Your grave
- Unknowingly

I reach back
towards light
- Expecting nothing
He holds me
With warm hands
- Filled with comfort

You tell me moon
He tells me sun
While I lie on the earth
Wishing to fly

Sunday, June 14, 2009

A Lone Wanderer


I wander into an ebony forest
with nothing more than
a lanturn to guide the way

I'm searching for you
- Can't you tell
Or am I too far behind
for you to see the light?

I stumble in a raining forest
with nothing more than
a lanturn to guide the way

I'm calling your name
- Can't you see
That there's other people
waiting for me to come home?

I fall in a dying forest
with nothing more than
a lanturn to guide the way

I'm done with you
- Can't you see
That even when I say that
I'm lying to myself?

Saturday, June 13, 2009

Paradiso



They've asked me before
If I have found paradise
And I say with a bitter smile
"Yes, I suppose I have."

If it's in a flower's bloom
Or in the song of a swallow
Then I hear it all the time
Buzzing in my ears
But if it's in a broken mirror
Or in a dying man's heart
Then I live through it
Every single day

They've asked me before
If I have found paradise
And I say with a bitter smile
"Well, have you?"

Friday, June 12, 2009

Wistful


Is what I feel
Just an echo
'Cause the only thing
That I hear
Is my hoping heart

Saturday, June 6, 2009

Glass Bird


What is love but
A glass bird
Ever wishing
Ever wanting to leave
But unable to move
Unable to breathe wtihout shattering
So it sits on the windowsill
To be admired by others
And cry

Wednesday, March 18, 2009

Aware


I wish there weren't
such persistent demons
in this world of mine
They bit at my heels
- Feels like acid, corroding
my heart
I look into their eyes
and see what I want
to see
- Flee I should at the
sight of their claws
They are all knowing
And yet they
are not
- Dot their foreheads,
they have done no wrong
They are lions
They are kittens
They are world changers;
- Strangers to the
moon's heart