Alone in the Light

Alone in the light with my eyes half closed
An ice sculpture holding solid in the desert
Church bells beckon like a haunting
Melodies in the wind screaming
Thoughts are soldiers marching off to war
Love is on the frontlines forgotten in retrospect
Alone in the light but never seen
A breeze in the still night never felt
A dream with no beginning or ending
Alone in the light having a conversation with the benumbed

Kissing a Shadow

Black lipstick on cherry lips
Soft and sticky like cotton candy
Elusive smoke in the wind
Gray Widow in a love song
Soft and inviting flytrap
Death with a midnight blue halo
Standing at the end of a black and white rainbow
Black quicksand with fool’s silver
Breathless, thoughtless, temporary death

Images not specific

Where the rats smile at you like children before an ice cream feast
Where cock roaches hiss like the harmony of a church choir right before repentance
A soul on the devil’s plated, seasoned with hate and greed, a feast for the damned
A priest with your heart in his hand, promising purgatory
Fire ants crawling right under your skin like a wave of volcanic lava
Sitting in a foxhole watching the scavengers feast on what is left of humanity
Laying in the dark with shadows for company, spirits lost between death and living
Dreaming where you live or living in a dream you wish you can forget.

Hiding but Never seeking

Some days I find myself chasing the skies, looking for stars that are hidden in the vast blue. Some days I am lost in the clouds, trapped by cotton visuals. Some days I hide behind Saturn with a kaleidoscope of halos around my body. Some days I want to be lost on Pluto, unseen, unheard.

Cloud Surfing

Sitting on cloud nine looking down and cloud eight hoping I can go back there but knowing I do not belong.

Sitting on cloud nine looking up at cloud ten knowing that if I ascend I will lose myself.

Dancing on cloud nine hopping my footsteps will wake up the sleeping faithful;

Rolling around on cloud nine sending puffs of cotton across the sky with a message of living for the moment.

Sleeping on cloud nine dreaming of clouds one through sever, praying for clouds nine through fifteen wanting them to combine so all dreams become one.

The Evolution of Colour

Purple clouds across gray skies

Silver raindrops crashing off red volcanic soil

Green leaves crying crystal drops

Yellow beams turns into bridesmaid orange

powder blue botanical turns into funeral brown

Multicoloured polka dots

Devolve into mud tones

Plaid rainbow of earth tones

Gold turns into brown sparks

It all dissolves into midnight blue