Clear, starry heaven
Cold wind sending me shivers
Orion greets me.

I sense a culmination
in close approximation...
It brings a shudder,
this sensation of
expected expiration.
Like embers glowing
in the campfire,
soon to burn out
like a dying note of
polished lyre.
I feel the winds have changed
carrying smoke
and fallen leaves
with the changing season.
My heart grieves
and yearns for
lost days gone by,
the ghosts that fly
in the face of
our awaited tomorrows...

From the day I was born
You were always there
You're always interested
From my studies to my hair

Sixteen years of laughter
Mixed in with a fight or two
Even when you were angry
I could always count on you

During every difficult situation
That night with tears not a few
I'll never forget the words you said
"I will never let anyone hurt you."

I grab your arms
And guide you to the edge of the sidewalk
As people from behind you
Are trying to pass

I don't immediately let go of your arms...
I let them linger on your skin
Trying to engrain in my heart
what your touch feels like

You notice my hesitation to pull away
And take a slow step closer
Gently turning me against the wall
Ever so slowly you let your body
Get closer to mine

Home?

Yellow leaves
raining
onto the asphalt
with every gust of wind.
Swept up by the passing cars...

Sunbeams
glisten
through the trees...
Shimmering dew

Mountains on the horizon
The rushing river beneath me
Cool breeze blowing through my hair
Sending autumnal chills across my skin

Winter is beautiful
and so is the Spring
But I love Fall
most of all

Of all the lies that i have lived
My favourite
Was the one I made up about you
That you loved me
That you cherished me
That everything you did
Reminded you of me
Even though
This was true of me
And not you
And
Even though
It was a lie
Of all the lies that I have lived
My favourite
Was the one I made up about you.
- my name is anon (0.ii.ii)

Remembering
Slamming doors
Rain pours
Stinging my skin

Yellow lines flash by
Asphalt slide
Say goodbye

Sudden stop
I forgot
To say I love you

(requiem for my soul)

With the terrible news
of heartbreaking loss,
grief begins trickling
through my veins
like droplets of rain
on a windowpane.

Its toxic flow
grows stronger as
realization sets in.

Sorrow rises
in my throat
like tall weeds,
reaching for the sun,
taking over my garden
of well being.

Yet, I cannot
help wondering
if the majority
of my grief
is for him
or, selfishly,
my own loss.

Gut-wrenching
Heartache

Streams of tears
and audible sobs

I can't catch my breath.

Everything is cold
Dark
Lonely

Grief tears at my heart
Shreds through my voice
Squeezes my lungs
Crushing me under its weight

Shoulder shaking cries pour from my soul
and drip onto the pages of what could have been