Whisks and Kisses (Tanka)

 

Wonder woke with isms 

Amidst a lavender scent 

Cuddles and charming 

Lures beyond the high mountains 

And we kiss beneath the stars.

If I Close My Eyes

Look above where the angels dwell?

If I close my eyes, will I be there with them?

Will I touch the stars if I hold on to what I have?

Lost and found within myself,

If I close my eyes, will my tears bring any sense?

When will it all come to pass?

Shadows of what is…

Is all that is left, if I close my eyes will you close yours?

Will your heart beat as mine does forever?

Inspired by a song I love "Close My Eyes Forever".
Exploring my own mortality, what if I don't wake up tomorrow? 

The Animal in Man

They can kill our bodies but not our souls,

This splattered blood isn’t our dreams being

Drained from every essence of what makes us us.
They can sew our lips tight but our voices will always get louder.

The scars, blisters and burns on our necks

Are our pride, a victory to show how we overcame.

Through all this, you see us as all things bad,

Black or White skin; we are all the epitome of the gods.

Beautiful People (Haiku)

Beautiful people

Are life's broken symphonies,

Yet we hear them not.

Brothers and sisters

Forced to say goodbye again,

This time forever.

Beautiful people

lost in a wrath they know not

As we watch them soil.

The young, old and bold,

victims of man's endless greed,

Must strive for this life.

Beautiful people,

They are just that, beautiful

Just like you and me. 

Angel (Haiku)

All they see is you,

I see an unseen angel,

A light of each day.

Robin

High tides, vicious gales tell the tale,

Her story of glum sunsets and moon rises,

Her little wings hurt as she glides in a world,

A world she dreads where everything in it remind her to frown.

Slow gashes of nothingness bestow the unknown,

Her long and unchaining days bring her to a weep,

For her weak perches beg to be heard…

But the storm hushes her cries…she weeps, she weeps.

Silently her world wonders where she is.

Must the world be so cruel that she cannot see her hurting?

A fight within brings a flight to the abyss

Eyes open, eyes closed darkness all around

A thick smog of lifelessness is all that there is

More and more she sinks in what she fears,

Her heart beats yet she cannot feel.

A call, a hint that there’s a way roars,

Suddenly she can feel the thumps from her big heart,

Eyes open, flowers and a walkway appear,

There she is whole again like an embryo

Pure of the cold of this world,

Embraced by the allure of a smothering scent

She smiles, the glitz of her eyes reflect the uncut woman she is.  

For Sista Moe...

Beautifully Lost

Here I am

Lost but found

Beneath this shell

I found myself.

Alive in this abomination

I don't want to be seen

Or touched by you.

I am complete inside myself.

Like a fallen leaf

I go where the wind blows.

Now and forever, let the truth

Wash me in it's sea of pleasure.

What a Bloke Shoundn't See (Haiku)

Your wrinkled stockings

Appear a tad bit tired,

Why does thee bother?

You can be tasty

Like Dorothy Lamour in her youth. 

Ye legs are a snag.

All I ask of thee

Is to ditch them long stockings,

Then I can take thee.

Oh me daft ferrets

Moan endlessly about it.

Just lose them Nora.

I would like to see

Me lone bird really dressed up,

That would be sublime.

Orient Express --

Thee and I to Australia.

Think about it lass?

Dear Nora (Haiku)

Hey up me fine lass!

Tis the day I take thee home,

You shan't say no.

What Is...

This is a sublime inner conversation

Like whispers of the soul to a lone crowd.

This is like the high-pitched echos in 

The veins of affection with a mystic grip

Of what is...

This is grained within like a book's

Desire to be read wholly...

This is like the stars glimmering

Their embrace in the night skies.

This is what it is because life is

what it is; beautiful.

Winsome Sail

Swiftly guided into an enigmatic force,

A feeling locked between bliss and warmth lingers beautifully within,

Amazing though it is...it feels distant but charming all the same.

Drawn yet torn between the unknowns of the day,

My mind wanders to the shores of a sunset lite smile,

That moment froze and I sunk so deep in it's arms

That I became who I was really meant to be...

Awoken, enlightened and touched with something I can't even begin to define,

I know this this thing...is all I can call it will be the height of happiness.

The sweet scent of a worldly heaven is what I thought it was,

I daren't call it that though, naming it would be senseless,

With eyes shut, breath as slow as a boat moving with a gentle current...

Thoughts turn into something stronger and better and I wonder with amazement.