This Poet's Dream

These are the fluid lines that spill forth…

Haiku, HI

Each new day is 

Dampened by the memory 

Of you and the danger

You put me in the line of fire

Open wound salted with tears

A roiling fury 

Lost among waves 

Too high to photograph

One At A Time

Days and nights and days

Continue to pass

Filling the calendar with marks

Falling short of the past 

Yet open

Free to form

Unwilling to yield to wanton desires

Held through clenched jaw 

Lost among the eaves of the Lanai

Standing atop the mountain now

Volcanic rock spewing 

Lost in the world

So dreary inside

Unable to be alone with thoughts

Strewn across the elements of time

Today Is Not Yesterday

Love will forever be sad

Falling into tears 

Tearing at the seams 

My frayed soul

Bested by trickery

Left not at any alter

But the edge of a crag

Latent with lava

Ready to melt me

I go into the crater 

Willing myself 

Through the fire

For one final transformation 

Letdown

I wanted to be his queen

And he molded me

Into his little slut

I liked it

At first

But the constant drain 

On my energy 

Startled me awake

I wanted to be the queen of his jungle

And he just wanted me to be

A good little obediant prize

Ripe for the picking

And squishing

Shoved into a mold

Baked for too long

Coming out burnt

And hard around the edges

I only wanted to love him

Not be destroyed in the process

Haiku #113

Toasted coconut

Bittersweet on my tongue now

Sugars easing naught

The River Story

You became a part of the river story

The river of my dreams

The river of my past

Drowning me with sorrow

We spent so many nights together 

Tense and terse and never comfortable

We faced journey after journey in strife

A darkness about both of our hearts 

Until we found not only freedom from ourselves 

But from each other

I hated the day

I will always hate the day

5 years into it all this time

Millennia passing in between meetings

I am still in agony

Mostly, I wonder where joy went

 I remember when it was sucked away from me

Lost among the thorns of a childhood spent as a lie

It has been a common theme in my life

You ‘just want me to be happy’

But then show me only misery

I beg for freedom

Each passing night 

A clarity ringing through my desires

Yet my unquenched thirst remains in your stead

#111

Through all of the pain

I am still alive to tell

The river story

Fire Holds

I am beholden to the word

It flows out of my sphere

Like light

Emitted from the sun

I shall turn toward a brighter day

For inspiration

For grounding 

After such a dark trial

A molten heart burning me

With fingers 

Greedy and too strong for my frame

Easily beating my senses

I found myself dazed

Lost in a world of confusion 

Misled steps 

Causing cautious action

Reeling from the waves

Until a full retreat was the only answer

I am still angry

Yet forging a path of forward motion

If only for myself

I find you

In all the places I am not looking for

And when I find you

It is like acid upon my skin

A journey to the darkness begins again

Haiku #110

Stop following me

Now is the time for goodbye

Stop the flow for good

Yesterday Is Not Tomorrow

Words keep flowing

A restraint ever taut

Let loose 

Only with a flood of emotion

Passion gripping fingers to type

To pour over the page

No one

Has ever struck me

With their arrow so deep

Such poison working fast

Upon my chest

Pricking me with little deaths

Over and over again and again