Words Unspoken

Here I there

Be you to me

And fear aware

Comes through to me

Is this that was

For love of hate

In time because

Filled we of spate

Grow distance thus

And onward lead

The cut of us

To slowly bleed

No tense to free

Lost sense to praise

The end of me

By waiting days

Last not patience

Know not the end

Moments in silence

Nor can defend

Hopelessness drums

And ceaseless be

What truth becomes

The fiber of me

And downward now

Spiraling speed

No light allow

To illume misdeed

Why love you I

We are broken

Failed ourselves by

Words unspoken

Alluvium Apple

There is a mountain that erects

There is a cloud on top that rests

Conifers like fur they lay

Aquifers from beneath display

Sound is all around

Ground is all newfound

You are pacific, watching with your warmth

Seeing nothing, absorbing everything

Just being, awaiting patiently

Ever loving, my abiding respite

I see you all around me

I feel you touch my feet

I put you under the mountain

I reach you as I climb

I miss you

There is a portion that was separated

There is a void that has abated

Loneliness is held at bay

Happiness is where we play

Smells of you surround me

Shells wash back to sea

Sleeping of You

Crisp and clean

A dream, a dream

A fob, a fib

A scream, a scream

A gift, a gab

A gleaming stream

Runs through and through

To the edge of blue and blue

In the distance an object soars

Brilliant round, a golden orb

A silver ribbon emerges thus

Stretching higher than it must

Coming to rest in a curving cusp

To gently nest on the nape of us

From the vale alertness peaks

Drowning out all that speaks

Beads of light become reflections

Finding their ubiquitous positions

Gazing up, gazing down

No sound, no sound

Flowing back, flowing forward

No ground, no ground

Drift and dream