PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

always the vulnerable oblivious observer
the consummate optimistic mystic
I produce the shining light of the moon reflected on water

one with soaring imagination within demise
cease the ceaseless irrigation of the eyes
enjoying rather than enduring
hardship makes her more alluring
undeterred I endeavor to catch the wind
as if I had been given a moment in time to rescind
with commensurate ability to walk upon moon
no reachable destination on warming nights of early June

while she professes to lack the heart of an artisan
She leaves it ambiguous to all her curved loveliness
She sings of the cessation of thoughts in her loneliness

to all her working and dreaming she’s a collection
whatever her pleasure my devout affliction
unfinished ability to impart when born alone
take hard needing and squeezing blood from a stone
my preserver the most wicked frugal control
subject of unimportance a monument for my soul
gaze on the enameled desire while she’ll reiterate my inferiority
with all her passionate intensity of venerating my poetry