Fed with constant realities
their idle waves of intent
breaking through my fears
I bear fruit to a sullen morrow
I fixate beyond the edge of myself
on the anticipated remembrance
of the snow-white place in me
where I fail to see you no more
Your face grows stark and steady
In a solitary place I keep hidden
between collar bone and chest
bubbling with the residue of unrest
My brain will build tall citadels
where your name will reiterate
like a broken disk hitting my skull
one dull thud after another drops
There are fleeting looks encircled
by the morosity of frozen cheeks
They bask in the sunlit shadows
born to the eye that blinks never
Tomorrow I will bear no weight
Like a maiden before her sunset
I will tear away my shaking limbs
in offering to the beasts that pray
Reading of the poem:
The birds chirp outside
their hymns a mortal lace spun
across my eardrums
Heart favours sunset
when the call of birds subsides
nightfall slows their trill
Mind sings to quaver
an echo forms its tendrils
while the dusk falls through
My head seeks not sound
eye reaches out for twilight
ensnared by evening
Birds’ lilts in decline
a chirrup within mindscape
follows afterglow
The mind now shines bare
silence gained within the core
the soul sits so still
Reading of the poem:
Swan song - lana del rey lyrics
Written in the context of Ronovan writes weekly Haiku challenge using the words “Chirp”, “Twilight” and their synonyms. For the rules and other poets’ works, please follow the link here.
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