ghost towns...

in days that long since lost their prime
layer on layer of deceitful grime
left their hearts tarnished by better times

all hung out to bleach in the desert winds 

ripped and torn unable to mend

rusty nails shred memories to the end

lives now just barren ghost towns

where light and love once abound

ain't nothin' left to be found

on this infertile wretched ground

can't even the gods revive

neither'a them wasted lives

.

.

.

i sat...

that day
you know the day
the day
the day that was

as words
my words
struggled
like so many
secretive sperm
spilling out
somehow escaping
the darkest of the dark
caverns of my heart
as they spewed themselves
up and out
into the stratosphere
of love’s sanctity

of us

as they

devoured the light
demolished your world
destroyed your trust

your love for me

i sat
as someone else
somewhere else
and listened
and watched

and
silently
screamed

.

.

.

shades of red...

 













the moon looks down
upon my lonely bed
and bathes my breasts in
shades of red

and then cries down
in crimson tears
upon my broken heart
that fears

to let you in
to hold you near

what good these lips...

 that cannot kiss

his

the fallen forest...

ever so often

ever so softly

my thoughts
wander to you
the sight of you
the only sight
of you i have
that imitation sight
imitation flesh
carved from the
living cells of a
fallen forest

a fallen forest
where if you
are not there
and i am not there
and only the dreams
of our hearts
make themselves
known there

there
where if my
heart breaks
cracks crashes
like a fallen tree
under the cutting
edge of a
dark night’s axe
will the crackling
sounds
of my broken
heart be heard

when it rips
apart because
you are not
there

in the fallen forest

 ~

gypsywoman gypsywoman...

gypsywoman gypsywoman

i see you here

i see you there

i see you everywhere
but who are you gypsywoman

with sweet words and a pretty smile
your spirit tempts taunts

but do i dare 
would you could you be

 the gentle breeze here today 

and gone tomorrow 
softly fluttering 

sooth my aching heart

ease my hidden sorrow

 * * * * * 

a gentle breeze i am not 

i am the storm of storms a gale force wind
the tempest fierce

the raging tsunami taking with it all defenses
sweeping away washing away

the debris of yesterday 

this life transcend
so do you want to know 

to really know the who and what of me
or would you rather just imagine me 

on the playground of what if
where your heart of stone

is safe and sound 

from the likes of 

me

this wild banshee

~

the touch...

i touched the moon last night
it felt like
you

the gypsy weeps...

eyes in midnight velvet

black jet

tamed by no man yet 

soft breasts of alabaster silk

with skin like soft creamy milk

 

hair spread like raven wings
when she speaks the gods do sing

lips all pouty and shimmering wet
she lives and loves without regret

spinning webs in ribbons of light
laid in shadows of darkest night

                  

 secrets hid in her red red heart
yearning for a love not lived apart

wish she did with all her might
but life alone is her sad plight

and so it is in the forest deep
the heavens sleep

as

the gypsy

weeps

if.....

if i look long enough
if i look hard enough
do you think it possible
that i might find
my long lost lovin’ mind

lost to the

ravages of your

mysterious kind

if i look deep enough
and deeper still
might i find love
upon the hard flat sill
that borders the lifescape
of your worn weary heart.....

if i climb down and down
into the looking glass now
might i be then a
part of your life
a life so lost in the
echos of time
no longer true
nothing makes sense
just a piece of this
cold hard brass
if i look long enough
if i look deep enough
if i climb down enough
where would i be
neverneverland
and no longer

me

keep hopin'...

keep hopin’ to find someone dear
keep findin’ myself way down here
way down here under all that fear
way down here with no one near

don’t really know what it’s gonna take
just hope it comes quick for my heart’s sake

keep hopin'

the darkness of love...

darkness
came upon her
surrounded her
wrapped her
in its blanket of night
but still sleep
eluded her
evaded her
very soul
her heart racing
through thoughts of him
so far away
eyes closed
succumbed to
the darkness within
held softly in
the arms of
his own dreams
of her

blood red moon...

blood red moon

in midnight black

touching you

touching me

 blood red moon

in velvet light

kissing you

kissing me 

blood in the moon

cries love’s tune
sadness to stay
and we both pay 

blood in the moon
love gone too soon
tears in my heart
why did we part

wish i might
have my wish
come true this night
of

blood red moon

- enjoy this post from "words unspoken" in case  you missed it there  -

tonight, i'm...

goin’ to bed
just at dark
shut my door
open my heart
no words spoken
nothing said
leavin’ that world behind
shutin’ out its distractions
distractions of the day

nothin' there for me

in that world of reality
goin’ into my night

the night of my heart
where only we exist
goin’ into my night
where i wanna stay
travelin’ into my thoughts
my thoughts of you
where time is uninterrupted
and hours don’t exist
findin’ that place with you
all i wanna do
goin’ into the night
into the darkness
goin’ into my darkness
the darkness of me and you
where blackest black is my only guide
the beacon of you calling me
like a moth to the flame
where love is no game
where love is the way
the only way
leading me straight to you
to us to our space our time
our love our life the only life
that is ours
life in the darkness
our love we confess
goin’ all the way in
into the darkness that is ours
lockin’ them out
lockin’ us in
into the darkness
the darkness of us
the darkness of
all things possible
the darkness of
my thoughts

of

you

dancin' on the edge...

never had no one to hold dear

always perched on the ledge

never really had no fear
of dancin’ on the edge
never had no one to hold dear

but where are you...

i wanna come home
it’s cold here
and dark
cold and dark
don’t wanna stay
but can’t seem to
find my way
outta here
don’t even know
where here is
here is not there
in the heat
in the light

with you
here i’m alone
here i’m lonely
here is sad
full of despair
here is closed
to all traffic
a cul de sac
dead end street
one way in
no way out
here there are
no spring flowers
only a concrete jungle
of hopelessness
a winter of
weariness
no fireplace to
warm the frigid
walls of life
without you
that surround
the here of here
here the air
is thin
breathin’ hard
heart can hardly beat
here the dark days
are long
the darker nights
longer
here there is no
sunshine
here there is
no warmth
no love
no life
here there is
no you
no us

i wanna
come
home 

but
where
are
you

shades of red...

the moon looks down
upon my lonely bed
and bathes my breasts in
shades of red

and then cries down
in crimson tears
upon my broken heart
that fears

to let you in
to hold you near

a west texas dust storm kinda love...

i want me some

west texas dust storm

kinda love

                    plowing

                    pounding

i want the kind that 
rams into me like

a gale force wind

comin’ in 
striking me with

all its fury

knocking me out

of my arid reality

penetrating through

the outer layers

past the buffers

in between                   

                    plunging

                    puncturing

i want the kind that

shows no clemency

movin’ me

in ways inexplicable

entangling my hair

stinging my eyes

stirring my heart

ripping my soul apart

ramming deeper and deeper

grinding down and round

oozing into that deep dark

core of no return

                    penetrating

                    permeating                   

i want the kind that

drives the gusts

of love unbridled

transporting me from

the lifeless illusion

and hard dry surface of

my existence

suspending me in time

eroding all of what was

depositing what is into

the lush oasis of love

unknown before

                    piercing the heart

                    piercing the flesh

                    merciless

yeah, i want me some

west texas dust storm

kinda love...

                    electrifying

                    death-defying

the gypsy weeps...

her eyes in midnight velvet
black jet tamed by no man yet

soft breasts of alabaster silk
with skin like soft creamy milk

her hair spread like raven wings
when she speaks the gods do sing

lips all pouty and shimmering wet
she lives and loves without regret

spinning webs in ribbons of light
laid in shadows of darkest night
                  
secrets hid in red red heart
yearning for a love not lived apart

wish she did with all her might
but life alone is her sad plight

and so it is in the forest deep
the heavens sleep

as
the gypsy weeps

to the beloveds who are far away...

days of absence

sad and dreary

clothed in sorrow's

dark array

days of absence

i am weary

...he i love

is

far

away

the gypsy weeps...

her eyes in midnight velvet
black jet tamed by no man yet

soft breasts of alabaster silk
with skin like soft creamy milk

her hair spread like raven wings
when she speaks the gods do sing

lips all pouty and shimmering wet
she lives and loves without regret

spinning webs in ribbons of light
laid in shadows of darkest night
                   
secrets hid in her red red heart
yearning for a love not lived apart

wish she did with all her might
but life alone is her sad plight

and so it is in the forest deep
the heavens sleep

as
the gypsy weeps