Tags: free verse

Myoubi

Glass coffin

Ever so often my breath hitches
And I feel the shard against my heart
I come close to forgetting
But can’t let it go

Every other moment the world
Frosts in sadness
This too shall pass,
But I can’t believe it

When defending myself is shattering everything
This can’t last
Yet the pieces always get put back together
Fitting neatly where they were before
And the glass I shattered is
Encasing me again

Maybe I’m afraid the pieces won’t
Fit back together this time
Due to the hairline fractures my protests cause
It’s so easy to stay dead
And do everything your way

Myoubi

Spring storms

Swallows flit through darkening air
Thunder breaks again,
another storm gathers tonight

Examining fragments from long ago
I remember the dreams
I focus inward
Projecting into the narrow light
While the spring sky darkens

The memory of discovery
Desires soon shackled
Now freedom, without imagination
I walk into a darkened room
and face myself blindly

The child is in the garden
She doesn't know
Myoubi

Spiritual sanctuary

In the forest mind
I don’t know mine from theirs
But overhead I detect a slender, transparent network
Of vaulting arches
In the forest a sanctuary is forming

I am a crystal with many faces
All shining in the darkness,
I am a wave silvered on the sea
By moonlight.
Many voices rise on the wind,
Crying in the darkness.

My life is preformed
By my shadow constructs
Knowing my power, I cast the images forward.
A net to loosely gather the elements
Coded by my desires.
Knowing my power, I cast the images forward,
I am drifting with bracken, but looking overhead
I am drawing lines between the stars.