A lifetime played according to rules never spoken subscribed to beliefs never understood. <> Lead by the hand to Charon's dock with rubies flowing dripping pooling at the Ferryman's feet. <> No coin for payment thrown into Death's river surrounded by Styx's icy embrace. <> Washed and reborn with Hades' kiss.....
Tag: poetry
Out of Sight
Out of sight, out of mind, No time to keep your word, Another promise un-kept, Another day without you...
Leaves like Lovers
Leaves like Lovers fall by the wayside, Years and dreams melt away, Slowly, very slowly, you begin to count, every breath, every moment, every day. <> Bewildered by where the time went, a fruitless cycle begins wishing for just one more, one more this or that, one more chance to change, to fix that one …
All gone
My hands graze my breasts, feeling the marks left by the fire’s embrace, remembering passions forbidden by society’s glare, a word, a kiss and lovers reunited for a moment, always gone too soon, always gone too soon… <> In daylight we must part or When the chime strikes the appointed hour, Forever in tangled souls …
Lost
Life lost before it breathed its first, hope leaking from a broken heart mended, stitched together with time and determination. But rushed, rushed to heal, rushed to freedom. <> Still with a word, one sweet word, on the verge tearing once more, breaking in the spaces in between, between words and infrequent kisses, promises on …
Dreams
I dream, I die.. I dream, I live, My dreams wash down with a word, I dream, I die...I dream, I live.. My dreams are the phoenix, Rising continuously from the ashes... Bright and beautiful I am reborn, Only to be free for a moment, Hoping for a time when my dreams don't include you. …
Growing
The growing mound is now empty of life . The Spark has died. No weeping or wailing, No beating of breasts, No rituals of mourning mandated, Or expected. Just the cleansing of flesh. And the promise that time moves on.
Smiles and winks
Smiles and winks, Lust and desire mingle, Sometimes bearing a child, called love...
Freedom
What can’t I free my mind of you? Why can’t my heart free itself from your memory? Passion kindled over innocuous words... A quick kiss sealed the spell cast years before… The fates intertwined our lives, our hearts and our bodies... Two scorned lovers finding comfort in each other. Love can’t heal though what other …
Waves
A word, a whisper …. relieve from wonder.. Silence pain and flowing tears Feelings running like a tidal wave Washing away reason, logic, sense Leaving bare and raw emotion Broken on rocks and mended with time Never the same once broken Never really healed… never really forgotten
Lucinda Rose 