Message-less Bottle

Message-less Bottle

Can’t see the sun or where it sets
But the shadow eclipsed
The mirage where he crept
I’d write with my soul
If I had one left
But wavers in decisions
Between the cleft
My blood’s in the rose petals
As autumn wept

Wandering through the
Desert
Searching lost dreams
But hope eludes me
With mirages that
Escape the scene
The message-less bottle
Denial wiped
Clean

What looked so good
Has turned so bad can’t
Hang on to the philosophy I once had
But can’t move on
Can’t look back
Hoping for change
But the odds
Are stacked
Distorted foundations
Make the building crack

Dawn
Piercing darkness
On the deserts planes
The ripple of water
Gently turns to waves
The dawn gave
A dew drop
To realigned land
It meanders down
The contours of upheld hands

Sediment
Transposed
Embers glow
Baseline of reverb
Storms unfold
Electric blanket
Cold, yet paradoxically warm
Mended, ironically torn
The genie escapes as
The entertainer yawns

Our skin scars
When it peals
Not a chrysalis
Gradually
Made real
Presence
Dissonance
Yesterday
Didn’t quite feel
Cancerous chemicals
Don’t quite heal

Reached for the
Words with a
Butterfly net
In crickets buzz
Secrets are kept
Setting skies
As night sound slept
Glow flies
Thousands
Of pupils dilate in
Size
Cameras pin hole
Eyes
A panoramic scene
Moves between
The now,
The and the not yet (?)
Hope raises skylines
Beyond
What I used to
Expect

Arms aren’t
Big enough
To embrace the landscape
Its essence envelopes my
Conscious
Pain
The cycles turn
Wind and rain
Alternating
Shorelines
Circles re-occurring themes
Between
As the land breaths
Rotates
And alternates blue and green

It’s the story that escapes you
Because you never told it
Paper cut thorns
The origami rose
That wont let you
Hold it