Musings from the moon
There have been many a nights when my prosaic itch managed to scratch down a few lines. I finally had some time to jot them down. Hope you enjoy :)
Valley of Fire
Gusty winds braid my hair
My heart - a ship tightly holding its anchor
Through mighty waves coursing through my veins
A surge of voltaic thumps graze my arms
As I firmly grip your sturdy hands
My gaze meeting your piercing eyes
I find myself
Unshielded, surrendered, released
Grounded, soft and supported
Exhilarated, marching forward with fervor
Towards your love - the valley of fire.
Familiar place
New blooms
Waxing moon
Chirps of the cardinals
Ruminating into vortex
Of novel movies
Dancing, swaying
Into the city skyline
Allowing the night
To entertain the ache
Summoning the gods
To alchemize in this
Oh so
Familiar place
Vortex
I stayed a while longer
Bathing in the divinity
A microdose of joy
Yet bursting with energy
My fingers never felt
Completely full of you
I saw all the things
The sun in your chest
Your burdens
Screamed at the moon
I witnessed your heart
On the axis of lust
Pointing to the cosmos
Of your soul
Led by the nocturnal magic
In the middle of the vortex
You held me
This Body
Feet stomping vacillating suspicions
Muscles that overpower tempting afflictions
Skin so supple yet sharpens and cuts
With razor debridements layers of doubts
Areolas flowered with colorful buds
Dance through foreign devious shrubs
Legs jump through the barbed wire
To discover the heart’s true desire
I stare in disbelief, my memory blurs foggy
My spirit honors the power of this body.
Candy Coated Hill
On this candy coated hill
I always hold Ziggy closer
The clock stops, protests with fervor
Hot drops of vitriol coat my cheeks
My throat zips to a full close
I spit out and condemn the mementos
Kite flying piercing blue and yellow hues
Fleece blankets, fingers braiding
The aroma of pine cones enveloping our
Flushed cheeks hotter than a burning stove
I assemble the armies of righteousness
I make the trees tremble and scream
The pain smudges across the sky
I let it go one more time
On this candy coated hill
Musings From the Moon
Process the deep void
The clinging of the past
Surrender the scream
And the cries
Sit with the uncomfortable
Unfamiliar and lost
But most importantly
Never harden
Never shut off
Invite
But never give in
To the darkness
That fully envelops
Your broken heart
Snacks
I found you
That familiar scent on my doorstep
I escaped longing to break away
From the confinement of those mementos
As I was scrolling through the aisles
With nothing else in sight
Your favorite grocery snack
Stood there all alone
Waiting to be picked up
Like a souvenir calling on
The memories
Deep belly laughs
At the dining room table
Joking about the next meal
We will both mess up
I couldn’t run for cover
From yet another reminder
Of the painful void
As I stood there, red eyed
Hoping this tearful stream
Will blur the memory of you.
A Dream
At the sunset of another day
Our love distanced away
Tucked in the corner
Sheltered by the mundane
Covered by the sky blues
Swallowed by the checkerboard
Of many many to dos
A few weeks ago we made plans
Big moves
Vows we couldn’t seem to fulfill
The deeper the sorrow goes
The more abysmal the heart grows
It breaks at the seams
And it now seems
It was just a dream
The Flood Rises
The click of the shutter
Hair slivers
Held gently
Behind the ear
That forehead kiss
The long night gaze
The smell of metal
Those red divine curls
Memories
The flood rises
Ghosts
The ghosts
Lurking in the shadows
Carry desperation
Of longing and fear
They crystalized
In formations
Of your bones
I left them with you
That bag of rotted marrow
Was never mine to carry
And now in that hollow space
Roses are growing
Their thorns
Sharp reminders
Are making others bleed
So that the ghosts
Are never to return
Again
Petals
The stars are peeking through
The dark curves the crescent moon
Submerged and lost in time and space
Petals frolic at my resting place
They flutter with enchanted curiosity
Amused by the shivers of my skin
Entranced and dancing in the tears
Engulfed in the fiery passion
I carefully scooped them up in my palm
They giddily zephyred in the air
Fly away my dearest petals
To summon him back to me
A Memorial
Those expertly curated photos in my inbox
The crows loom over
The Western Auto sign
Covered in black tar
Our memorial tree bursting with colors
Burned to the ground
The acid rain at the Puget Sound
Will never touch my skin again
Your empty apologies
Muted balm on my stinging sores
From the thousand cuts
Of rejected palms
Empty stares at my tears
Pursed shut lips
My bare hands
Will keep digging your grave
I’ll gladly stare at the decay
I’ll throw the letters to the fire
Until the ash dances away
Bracelet
That gifted bracelet you returned back
I wore it yesterday
To sense the heaviness of your heart
The strain of your grief and pain
You so eloquently portray
In the notes left on my doorstep
It is the safe container
Representing our bond
I kept staring at its ridges
Noticing the dance of lines
Like two imperfect souls
Forming a braid
In eternal shape
And yet as they intertwine the middle
They separated on the other end
Fading into gray
Forming a hollow space
Away from each other
Presenting the gap
That we couldn’t seem to fill
With our love
Blur
Heart pumping
Adrenaline still flooding
I snapped it in a blur
That photo of the front door
Remembering our first kiss
While I frantically scurried
Across the street
Challenging destiny
Longingly waiting
For you to appear from behind
I am scratching the scab
Body is fighting through the fog
I’m still endlessly hoping we get lost
On those hot streets
Instead of falling
On the curb of regrets