A sheen upon the brow,
Undertones of green
And grey
And blue
Lips, a crescent moonTears,
Melancholy's late night
Moody tune of
Rattling; Coughing
A prayer
Or two.Time, a fumbled mess
Followed by...
What day is it?Tinted lids of pink
An ocean of white waves
A mask to mask
The cordless puppet's faceWaxing, Waning
Lips of wax
OverlinedUnwelcomed
An earthly hole
Heavy box
Far too lightFloral purple covers
In a tomb of jewelsAn abandoned Temple,
Hidden in a sea
Of junk.Useless mementos.
Dirt on wood
Carvings in a rock,
Late to arrive.
A prayer--
Or Two!
Lace of Navy blue
Just for you.Only,
No more you
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Momentos of Change
PoetryDark poetry, with the occasional 'lifter' poem. Poetry helps calm the turbulence of my mind, heart, and soul. many of these poems have been posted on darkpoetry.org. They are all my own works, and all with a copyright. Come ride the winds of chang...