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I thought that some
Tendered by liquor or other
Such fun
Could move amongst the rest better
So numbed.

I remember thinking that clearly.

Maybe a few days away and you
Might want to go on again from
Wherever it is is that you are,

Be it the roads end and broken or
Still lifted by the changings winds,

Light of heart and not let down.

There is a chance, seperated from
Some misery,
you won’t be able to focus
So clearly.

The cheerful abandon
They whisper of, lurks in the forest, is
Screened by the trees, will will trip you
Most likely,
so face down or on
Your knees the names and

words you cry out
Will  sound familiar and reach, with a burning the
bones of your body everywhere, you haven’t yet known,
Pull you back , or up, or shove you down in mid-thought

again..You feel finally an understanding with night.

You’ll be finished either way by
deisgn’s cruel intentions
again and you always  swear,” last time”, but
hell hath no fury, pandora knows no mercy.
Love and care are masters, are
cruel. You bleed them, they break you,
make you
immortal.
©sunontiepost2017

Let me just exist as a smile

And certainty of love by sunshine.
When the winds converge with
Fists, let my arms and heart
Open wide again,
And again with understanding
Not ignorant bliss but what it is
You need and we need to move
Together.

Let me understand the roots so
I can reach toward the sky in an
Innocent love wishing to leave it
Behind and so last somehow
Forever.
Copyright 2017

Sunontiepost

Incubus, Just A phase

I.
Low howl of wind being
Met by big trucks
Headed south and hell
Bent for leather.
Not a hundred yards from here.

II.
The sunlight reaching through the
Treeline before setting, spotlighting
Leaves as they let go, gently
Turning a fandango with the wind.

III.

Extinguished light of my good intentions
Left behind and turning to stone.
The names of the lost I whisper as
The counting clock makes its time
Ticking loudly when I am alone.

IV.

Coveted: the laughter of my father and mother,
The great and tender heart of my sister.
The spark of greatness my son keeps
Hidden, my wife, life’s sweet tinder.
The blaze
raging now in the forest where I’ve
Hidden her.

V.

The days when the
Smile reaches my eyes as
They sweep over and behold
the familiar and
Treasured kept near to the heart
Sacred like silver and gold.

 ♾sunontiepost 2016

 

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Cold west wind
Dead blunt force of a
Bumbling windchime
clanking all hell
and out of
Harmony in my ears.
—-
Loose thoughts of a
Bended mind about
The sunset draped like
A great cathedral mural.
Again the idea of West and
Waning time.
—–
Moon blue fingernail
Of the cosmic finger
Squeezing the trigger
Of the gun to the head of
The universal mind  then,
big bang
end of night.
——
Sweet life for a ride
Well ridden. The roads.
The rail, the beckoning
Sky, her great wide turns
Brewing weather, October’s punches

raining down.
We are born
Under the bird song again.

Thankful. Thankful.

©sunontiepost2016

Fall Back

Time.

in a study of five long years I found

time is meaningless in its measure

necessary in its application

breaking down our movements

into boxes securing blindness

making dark a thing, like enemy,

dragging the cold along, and

light, like a wanderer, like lost love,

drives by your house slow ,in long slow

circles, never a thought of reaching the

porch steps.

 

©sunontiepost2016

 

The Marigold

I sometimes consider the life

of a Marigold, promising spectacular

color of life in its folds, then the delivery

 and the short life,

color explodes and already

I consider the cold sleeping seed

then through winter, dreaming up

it’s next life in colors of fire.

©sunontiepost2016

Dad abandon

My anger turns to a deep, deep disappointment

I let it run through me daily, like

medicine, a bitter spoonful holds your

mouth closed.

You’ve already

done and told, and cursed, and threatened

broke down under your own sad weight inside.

Rested, to rally again, though the breach

widens, and the heart sickens, holding up

black wings.

 

©sunontiepost2016

 

 

 

 

 

 

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