Branch

In the last of hours given daylight

   with a language only spoken from the stars

I asked the winter, down from the mountain

   for a cup of granite rising from the sea

The mountain saw I was the last bird  among the branches 

   falling as unwilling through the sentiment of sky

Circling the chaos as lovers often do the mountain swayed

   trembling from  the lip I warmed myself beside her  

 

As we climbed the silent spirit of the willow

    I turned to face the evening's walk in silence

Each step as the blade fashioned kindly through my side

     my fumbling prints behind me step by step

 

I imagined us willing in some other way

   putting the fires into the mirror's flask 

Beyond the safe margins of the rapids I saw no answer

    your arms spread me open to the lie

 

I can feel you now tangled as the air begins to rise 

    clouds escaping from the grotto, ashen but very much alive

These thoughts never come to me unwilling 

   but the shattered life I left was a price I've paid

 

Breeched from the deepest sea and salt,

      darker than the furthest pride was choice from shelter

And weary as the nights I've made past many days

    every empty hand I see reminds me

 

We walk a living cage to nest alone

    gold is a color, a grain bending to the wind

Till next I am with you in the sunlight

    this world inside the grotto makes no claim

Just a smile from the moment it first surrounds you 

    tearing me necessary bindings from your rope

Remember you were once the berries cool in summer 

   the remnant skyline bursting into limelight 

 

The sleep

   of  dreams

The warm 

      porch lamp 

Laughter

      in the midnight

To start again

      takes only your will

 

Without end

       imagine it if you can

All promises forgiven

        remember if you can

The life you lived unchosen 

        the night you died alone

The heavens above you circling

       as you balance on the center of the branch

Reviews

[lightsong]

I can't believe I missed this!!! I've never read anything from You like this one, not the style, the language, the expressions, the emotions, the softness, the wisdom, the spirituality... though there is pain, but here You turned it all to beauty... the pull You took your reader with, gentle at times, more stronger at others, what's really amazing to me that I feel You are living in your own solitude there speaking to you and your own self, but still the reader will feel every bit of the moment without interfering or disturbing your isolation, I feel the soul dancing through the branches and I feel the haunting of her, comes like a breeze from heavens through You, lifting and bringing everything up... and You spill and You write, impossible not to feel You as "You" here.

"To start again
takes only your will

Without end
imagine it if you can"

No, not everyone has the courage, strength and faith to walk in a road without asking for the result, without wanting a assurance from someone or something (material), the assurance is only within You, and only YOU know it, and no, not everyone is willing or patient enough to give it all or nothing, and to walk through a long long long road depending only on their intuition and faith while there is nothing seen in reality.

along (Released) this is also my very favorite! gonna read it few times but hopefully I won't change anything in my review lol

[Ruth]

Blimey...this is so wonderful. Your poetry holds such an innocence to it, perhaps it is the energy one feels travelling through the imagery, it has an aura of vividness, an effortless flow, a purposeful articulation...honestly, I enjoy your writing a lot :)

[Perdition]

Yikes! It's that word "innocence" that is so worrisome that it makes me cringe at times..mostly because it's only one aisle up or down from " the ramblings of a madman's simplicities"..which I suppose would be alright at this point.;) I appreciate your kind words ...this one reminds me that somewhere out there along my strange travels and into confusion I learned how to regurgitate the seriously strange words and leave them on a page so it resembles a horrific car crash and the victims are all scattered random ideas and words thrown from the car and lying on the road, juxtaposed with images of nature and abstract illusions along with old American hobo wipes...Now all this while the gas tanks are leaking explosive colors and acidic materials in small words such as "as". 'and" or "the" or "Inter Submissive Vanishing Vertebrae" ..sorry.haven't had my coffee yet;) yet..hahaha..Honestly I do appreciate your wonderful review as always. Thanks! Ruth~

[Ruth]

Innocence to me is rare and unique so no madman status yet lol You are welcome :)

[Gypsy Warrior Queen]

So it was you that pushed me from my nice warm branch...and all this time...I blamed the wind :P

[Alisa Js]

Aloha my friend from across land and sea,

This one has so many hauntingly beautiful lines ...very inspiring.

Reading this transports my mind to a simpler day when the world was younger and hearts beat in an innocent space, before being tarnished with the dust and dirt of reality and broken dreams.

"As if I could ever begin
Without you

I imagine I am there
But not for my promise

Our willow and porch
A memory I weep"

Exquisite.

Alisa 💫

[Alisa Js]

"Till next with you
I stay
Smiling from Jupiter
As I tear at my lungs"

[Perdition]

Undoubtedly you must have caught fever. :P That's right..I used a facet thingy…think you deserve it Hawaii~ Thanks for all the wonderful
encouragement!

[Alisa Js]

You are hilarious!

[Alisa Js]

You know I meant that in the best way, right?? as a compliment to your strange and wacky sense of humor...

[Perdition]

Yep….I would think by now this would be a complete unnecessary. Tis true Hawacki... The wackiest of whackers I be ;)

[Alisa Js]

I know...but I just wanted to make sure, 😀