Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts

Sunday, March 24, 2013

if only (a poem)



If only for one wish,
an angel or a bird,
a winged messenger to speed my love to you

If only to accomplish,
those words you never heard,
an expression of the heart you never knew

If only for this fire,
still raging in my heart,
sending skyfulls of smoke signals your way

If only for this desire,
even though we're apart,
simply to know you felt a smile today

If only for the chance,
to cast away your fears,
a gift of comfort on the darkest night

If only for one romance,
to last my final years,
letting you fly free while holding you tight

If only for the way,
perhaps a chance to say,
this love is stronger than you realize

If only for one day,
without these clouds of gray,
always turning to rain... behind my eyes

If only...



Wednesday, May 16, 2012

Brimstone! (a poem)

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A BLESSING OR A CURSE
THE BOY WHO SPOKE REVERSE

OBLIVIOUS TO HIS CRIME
THE BOY WHO PLAYED WITH TIME

FOR HE WAS SELDOM SEEN
THE BOY WHO TALKED TO GREEN

CAN'T FATHOM ALL HE KNOWS
THE BOY WHO STOLE SHADOWS
A FOIL TO ALL THEIR SCHEMES
THE BOY WHO COUNTED DREAMS

HE MADE YOU STOP AND THINK
THE BOY WHO DRESSED IN PINK

OFT SPIED BY CIRCLING CROWS
THE BOY WHO HID IN RAINBOWS

TURNING IN SLOW MOTION
THE BOY WHO CRIED THE OCEAN
A LEGEND IN THE LAND
THE BOY WHO'S BUT A MAN

WHAT WAS THE TIME OF DEATH
THE BOY WHO HELD HIS BREATH

THE CLOSE OF A SAD DAY
THE BOY WHO FADED AWAY

NO ONE DID, YET EVERYONE DOES
THE BOY WHO NEVER WAS










This was just a little comical piece that kinda took on a life of it's own. I've been writing little... "things" down that come to me and kind of confuse me. Little sayings and ideas that make sense, but not really. Not in a traditional way. Of course I'm not making sense now. Hmmm, how do I explain it. I guess I don't. Too bad I'm not better with words, but I guess if I was I would'nt have to explain my poetry in the first place. 

The image is just a pencil sketch I took into Photoshop and animated the little drop of life. 

Oh Wait! I just remembered something...about the title. In the mid 1990's I kept a dream book tucked away in a cavity in the headboard of my bed. It's a small blank hand-made cloth covered book I fill with sketches and ideas for stuff. Lots of times when I have a curious dream, I'll take notes before consciousness erases my memory of it. One day I found the mysterious word BRIMSTONE! written on one of the blank pages deep into the book. Nothing else, just that word. With a big exclamation point. It was scrawled in a handwriting I did not recognize. I can't remember writing it personally. No one else knew of the book. So I can't fathom it as a prank nor does it even seem like a proper prank anyway. Perhaps it was already written in the book when I acquired the book years before and I never noticed. Actually it was a gift from my mother a decade before and she passed away around that time I found the word. To this day I have no idea where it came from or who put it there. The word at the top of this page is the actual scan of the page...or actually I hand copied the word onto another page for some reason not long after discovering it and that's actually what I scanned and used above. For some odd and aggravating reason I can no longer find the original page that had the word. It's gone. And I drew that little guy with the spikey hair under the copied word at the time as well. I don't really know what exactly the word even means, to me it'll always just be that "word" that showed up uninvited in my dream book... and then years later when I wanted it to be there to scan it for this website, it wasn't there anymore. Like a dream. It existed and then it didn't. At least that's what I thought. Maybe it never was. 


~ Darren Wheeling (6-25-2002)