Seen

I saw her as though a mist descending

Without definition, she wavered

Though I knew it she

The footprint on my heart remembered so

And I waited, expectant, uncertain

For the dead are ever fickle

Though I prayed them not

Like the thinnest veil uplifted

Revealing a lesser gauze beneath

She looked upon me eyes weeping

An uncertain rain

She could not reach out, did not

For her solidity forbade it

But mine did not

I cast myself upon her, through her

When I looked back, she’d gone

And though I’d viewed her

Almost felt her, imagined her warmth

I wished I’d never seen her at all

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STOP

STOP

An inflexible foe,

You natter at my sensibilities,

A permanent companion 

Whether wanted or not.

I despise you

Though I do not say it.

I revile you

Though my secret’s safe.

For to voice such concerns

Are to air them

And aired thoughts

Can be shattered.

I have no wish for such a splintering,

Such a fragmentation of me,

For time is precious.

Without it,

Incomplete,

We circle creation

In endless loops.

Without it

We, me, you and I are nothing,

Which worries me most

When I fear it soon shall

STOP.

Monolingual

Monolingual

She came to me in tongues

A whispering, salubrious enticement 

Without ever once revealing

True words

Actual meaning

Unless it was I

Who was blinded by her tones

Like listening to a wind chime

Wrapped in a storm

One enjoys the tinkling

Without knowing whence it comes

Yet, in truth

Despite the cacophony

A solitary voice would be preferred

For silence is golden

And too much language

Is just a distraction