Ash

Smoky rain in the landscape of love

Confusion plucking the feathers of a lonely dove 

Clashing of the Ash filtering into layers of the horizon above 

Feeling the fated fight for the will to let go 

The brutality of pruning barren limbs to produce and grow

Stomping death under feet in a shallow tomb below 

Rebuild this fragile frame with soft mitt hands 

Wrap me up in the chamber of only heavenly lands 

Place me atop the starry map of  perfect plans 

Straighten these shaky legs and correct the eyes of fools 

Taking failure down to drown in the river bin to healing pools 

Release the relentless ties of  condemning rules 

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The Moon That Bled Until It Was Dark

The ocean suddenly became empty 

The day you ran off with my heart 

Your mouth uttered charmed promises that were broken from the start 

The moon bled until it was dark 

Mourning the shining love it once embarked 

The tenderness of my hopeful eyes 

Would cry until the embodiment of turmoil drained every spark   

I don't want to hear your voice of lies 

So many walls have been built to hold agonizing sighs 

The titanic of selfish ambitions into crashing highs

To lows that brought my feet to the soil where feelings morose & die

Grape Flavored Gum

You are like grape flavored gum

You came on strong 

Poignant in vibrant perfection 

When you hit my tongue 

Combustions of full bodied feelings 

Rested in the back of my throat 

Your words fed my hunger 

Your sugary sweetness held me like a coat 

Your eyes kept me waiting 

While your kisses sent me afloat 

HEROIC KEY

Subtly suited in a gentle posture of rare eminence

The prestige of a god wounded by a tumultuous reckoning

Clothed in the pride of a family heritage that birthed perfection 

Broken over the hardened fist of a father's fury 

Sifting in the grief of a lost dream under the heated irony 

Falling from the love of youthful lips 

To the cruelty of a lover's lying kiss

The journey of hardship and barrenness could not put him under 

For he stood upright in victory,  triumphant over death, holding high the heroic key 

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