Until Struggling was Futile

 
The allure of silence
Was an anchor in secret
Drawing me ever closer
To the depths of many before

It was a tremendous weight
Laying claim to my weary figure
Lassoing my limbs
In the boundless haze
Of my day to day basking

Until the final gasp
I did not know
Until struggling was futile
I was not sure

Gleefully I sank
Until the surface
Was beyond
My desperate reach

Ragtime Anthems

 
I revel in the fond gusts
Of cherished refrains
Penned long ago

As the notes flare
And soar to their prime
Meeting the fervor
Of decades lost

My mind toils peacefully
Beneath the waterline
Of ragtime anthems

My mind trudges assured
And sparks a frenzy
Inside my quiet marrow

The Unheeded Whisper

 
I carry on
Like an unheeded whisper
Buried alive
By the bustle of conversation

Words gush away
Expunged without a care
As thought withdraws
From each cold lifeless grin

My world
Consigned to haze
Weaves flawlessly
Through this chattering labyrinth

As they all part
Instinctively
Adhering only
To the warmth I emit

They obey only
The shadow I cast
For a passing instant
When irritation befalls

True to Their Silence

 
Placid grey waters
Mimic the sullen clouds
Swallowed
By the unending chorus
Of mankind’s inner strife

They’ve grown cold
Dormant and silent
Never sparing an instant
Of pigment or sound

As young and old
Carry on
Hopeful for the rays
With eyes stern and vigilant

For just one strand
One glimmering
Shred of hope

Yet the seas remain
True to their silence
Sealed until the hour
Our anguish
Is torn asunder

Guiltless Sleep

 
My dreams were feather light
Safe and sound
In the refuge
Of eras past

Fluttering carelessly
Through nightfall’s hollow void
Never sparing a sound
Of agony or strife

From the brightest flare
Timid thoughts
Were cruelly swept aside

Grinding my reveries
To a useless pulp
To the falling embers
I greet as slumber nears

The Iron Gates of Havoc

 
At the hoisted day
Stomach’s churned
In the permeating oil
Salt air and salvos

The sputtering engines
Grew to their murderous drone
Wading steadily
For the iron gates of havoc

Below their toil
Hushed words prevailed
Clamoring for the skies
Through thick plumes of black

Beyond the raging tides
The iron gates sprung forth
And Neptune’s dark overture
Swallowed, young fortitude whole

Passing Terrors

 
It is all in my mind
These passing terrors
Nightfall’s tremors
Are but a transient phase

It is strife I must
Endure brazen
Drained of reluctance
Devoid of all fright

Quivering nerves
Are nothing at all
They do no true harm
For the heart
Toils in defiance

The blood shall course
As done in days prior
Charging without fear
To ensure
I ascend unfazed

 http://loftydreams101.deviantart.com/art/The-Cave-Dwelling-Soul-466448926

Swan Dive

 
Scorched days pave
Slithering paths in the sand
As the mind falls victim
Preyed upon by delusion

It has become my fate
In the safety and solitude of home
Where I burden my psyche
With only myself

Where I spiral unhinged
Dismantled and out of touch

Where I spiral unhinged
Dismantled
Out of touch

Where I spiral
Unhinged
Out of touch
Dismantled

Ivory walls
And popcorn covered ceilings
Inch close by the hour
As the mind softly simmers

Dismantled
Out of mind
Out of touch

I am tired
I have given my all
I am fully wrung dry

Dissolved
Unhitched
Spiraling
In mind

Until thoughts boil over
And melt and mesh
All the same

Out of time
Unraveled
In distress

Weightless Thoughts

 
All I uncover
Is the nagging present
As it fastens to my garments
In sheer desperation

For now
All passing thoughts
Are but hollow clouds
Content with being

Time soars on
As my footsteps meander
In search of fertile ground
And the promise it harbors

As I scour for the words
That chime honestly
The world grows dim
And I must defer away

Unable to spare
A scrap of bounty
Or a single strand of truth

 http://loftydreams101.deviantart.com/art/The-Cave-Dwelling-Soul-466448926

Evading Delirium

 
The noxious fumes
Waft about me
Each hour I stray and wander

A companion
I desperately strive to evade
With all of my harbored might

Yet delirium hangs close
To compromise my sight
And render my limbs
Feeble, drained and helpless

The dust storm revels
Having swallowed up
My writhing frame

Like live bait
Swaying in the current
Awaiting the full weight
Of total, unwavering dark

They've Always Known

They all knew
Engulfed by their silence
As gossip wheeled on
Inside the folds of their thoughts

All that I’ve done
Sprawls out in open display
To be nudged and prodded
By the searing eyes
Of fellowship

They’ve always known
Anchored firmly to peace
So kind to never speak
So kind to seethe in secret

Yet soon
I am to bid farewell
To the soothing sway of discretion
For the kind and caring
Are destined to foam

They must boil over
At each heinous crime
Fastened firmly
To my harrowing name

Midnight's Loathsome Crime

 
Daybreak hummed along
With a vicious glitter
Through slain bottles of wine
Strewn and hollow
Their secrets firmly sealed

Before scorched windowpanes
Scores cried out
From the snares of agony

Tottering helplessly
For the threshold's glare
The ominous unveiling
Of midnight's
Loathsome crime

Tried and True Currents

 
Folks carry on
Like passing vessels
Loyal to their breeze
Their tried and true currents

A scene
I retain from afar
As I flood with reluctance
In the flourish of mundane melodies

Before
Each sorrowful endeavor
I recede fearfully

Before the silent
Inevitable sinking
I retreat
With the greatest haste

Letting horizons fade
And their joyless songs
Capsize forever more

Departing from Memory

 
Finding refuge
In a haze of forgetfulness
When the mind is charitable
To spare me of the callous present

All glaring faults
Wither and wane in silence
As I revel freely
In this lapse of memory
Unshackled from the curse of daily grief

This fleeting solace
Is an isle amidst tribulation
Where I sprawl my tired roots
And swallow momentary bliss

But clarity looms
And yearns to cleave
My cherished, fog-laden thoughts

My Cherished Labor

 
Into the folds
Of my daily gracious labor
I fall gleefully
Cleansed of discontent

Marooned to my affairs
Amidst surging tides of black
The earth softly withers
So thoughts may stream unbound

Yet everything
Falls to shambles
With the greatest ease

As waning slabs
Swallowed whole
By the rude bustling
Of consciousness

Farewell
To these brittle reveries
May your transient wonders
Meet me once again

Single File

 
It was a crying shame
The smoldering remnants
Encaged in fiery ruin

Leaving friends to sway
As a single file homage
Teary eyed and staggering
For the final rose-laden altar

To recall is to drown
Clasped firmly
In the sure fall of dead weight

Overcome
By the depths of grief
Unable
Unwilling to resurface

It remains a horrid crime
A familiar fragrance
Never truly evaded

Amidst the Sullen Drone of Slumber

Thoughts wheel forth
Trapped in relentless motion
Combing the sprawling flatlands
Of the quiet, barren night

Where inquiries blossom
Moment by moment
To set craniums afire
With the glittering shards of longing

They illuminate
The swerving, shadowy roads
In their timeless strive for insight

Until then
The mind journeys
Amidst the sullen drone of slumber
Carrying on vigilant
Defiantly, sifting and scouring


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What Passes with Thee?

 
What passes with thee
In your hellish burden?
In the lofty quest
That must transpire

Infernal hours loom
Before triumphant plumes
Laden,with premonitions
Of shrill,unsparing havoc

May the blood course freely
Born from stoutest hearts
Full with young vengeance
Armed with fond remembrance

May hardships passed
Cry on faithfully
As echoing ghouls
Stirred conscience
By trembling earth

What passes with thee
Oh heart brimmed with scorn?
Primed and vigilant
At the steady stream of ordinance

What passes with thee
When mayhem takes flight?
To plague timid winds
And coil nature’s resolve

The Triumphant Slaughter

 
Our blind firing floods
The hull of our vessel
Until the hour
We topple over

Shell casings
Butchery
And all

Crude yearnings
Billow high and thick
Coiling the flare
Of panoramic daybreak

Yet sirens mourn
Untiring
Ever-vigilant, proud and shrill

Mountains of white
Shall surely triumph
As stoic remains
Of the blissful life that was

The Foul Notions I Reap

 
Coursing with the vile
I retrain day to day
The sludge of conspirators
Turncoats, full on deceit

Each step weighs a ton
As the heart slaves away
And the arteries flood
With the foul notions I keep

I implore to be skewered
To be firmly wrung dry
To adhere to the wind
And swallowed whole
By tranquil thoughts

I shall not quiver
In the long fall of panic
Uprooted from my skin
Sent tail-spinning
For eternal darkness

For now I must
Brave this grueling siege
Beating back what intrudes
Yearning
To shed away anguish

Collapse

 
Like a dam
On the verge of ruin
Groaning in the swell
Of heartache and tribulation

Inching close
To the sorrowful truth
Of unwavering desolation

It all rushes forth
At fortitude’s quick demise
As the foaming currents rage
Reveling and thrashing
In new found liberation

Beneath confession’s might
I crumble with haste
Undone by frigid waves
In the vicious draining of mayhem

How I dispatch turmoil
To the shock and dismay of kin
Their stern hopes swept away
By the tussling secrets
I've barred deep inside

Parisian Cobblestones

The high tide
Of restless hearts
Lay claim to Parisian roads

Stirring beneath
The lantern’s glare
The glowing guardian
For wayward passersby

Bonne nuit mes amis
Trudge on with caution
Gracefully, gallantly, and swift

As tavern’s toll
Like a Sunday overture
Bid farewell
And defer
To the folds of night