My Poetry

Spectacles of Lucifer

As you speak my ears can no longer hear
For a few seconds I wondered if I was in a dream
This is reality and I cannot hear 
The one instance in my life when
I need to know precisely what you say

Anticipation filled my ears with cotton 
And went on its way
My untrimmed claws tear at the wads 
Until your voice cuts through
Like a lighthouse in a fog

In a swift motion
Your hands shove me over the edge
Falling fast this has to be a dream
"Never to rise again" you said
So you pushed me from the skies
Oracle your words ring true

Mountains pierce my spine so I
May bleed liquid gold into the rivers
Wings shrivel and veins run dry
The world turns to ice
Glimmering under golden heaven
My dear angel you are the sunlit clouds in the morning
Sitting atop a blue throne of peace
The same shade as my freezing fingertips 

Every night before you lay to rest
Your world becomes a mirror 
Exposing the bloody liquid gold on your palms
To all new life on Earth 
However my secrets and I
Lay below layers of frozen ice
Accompanied by those thrust from your arms
Who also have broken wings and new glasses with thicker, cracked lenses