I walked away from the sagging moon

I walked away from the sagging moon
I never looked back
My gaze draped across the end of the day
I have seen the moons
Glare hide so much truth
In plane sight
Do you still love me
Have I been worth the wait
Love is so scorned
I am
I am with you
I am the sleeping bird
Curled in your lap
My wings are soaked
In the beauty of fire
Burning
I am your love
In the weakest part
of things to come
I hope to witness
The leaves turn
Will I stand in the snow flakes
I am drenched in the spring rains
The long days of summer
Shall keep me
Warm from the cold realities
Of patiently waiting
I see the reflection of
Past seasons pressing against
The passions of love lives
These trees bares no fruit
Barren of any reason
Only rooted in cold hearts
My hair burnt yellow/Orange from the fire dancers slow embrace
Smothering
I hope I am worth the wait
I know without me
It is so
It always has been

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Copyright© 2011 by Jeff R. Ghee

I have not slept in days

I have not slept in days
I have not slept in any nights
I am like a small sail boat drifting
On calm waters after the storm
The sandman is at the helm
Refusing to set sail
My feet dangling over the side
I am jerked awake by the fish
Snagging my toes with their
Fish hooks trying to drag me
Down into a slumber

I am wedged between
Sleepless and insomnia
There are no cool spots
Left on my bed sheets
Every space has been
Previously occupied by me
Sleeping a moment ago
Awake again

I search for
Another cool spot
This is as consistent
As not being able to sleep

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Copyright© 2011 by Jeff R. Ghee

Freedom cost to much

And freedom cost to much
Their eyes hollowed out by time
They can see into the past
But can't see now

They road in on white horses
With the staff of Moses
To show their might

Throwing it into the sky
And 1000 wooden creatures
Splintered off into the night

Their hands arms feet and legs
Bound by their children
To keep them from spreading
Their war bound ways beyond
Their own existence

Their mouth sewn shut
with the thread from the
uniforms of dead soldiers
They cannot talk their
Way into the future
No one is listening
To what was written yesterday

12/31/10
Copyright© 2011 by Jeff R. Ghee

Birds of Prey

The pigeons will come
A message tied to their leg
You have to decide

All the crows will fly
Spread their wings turn day to night
The warning is clear

On your way to hell
The raven will be preaching
This will not save you

White doves will appear
Spread their wings gather you up
Your last salvation

12/31/10 jrg
Copyright© 2011 by Jeff R. Ghee

Palms to the Moon

I read my palms to the moon
My life line is celestial
Pieces is my zodiac
I should
Swim and be free

I cannot escape the
Gravitational pull
Of your heart strings
Connected to the end
Of Halley's Comet

That love won't
Swing back by for
Another 75 yrs

We are on the dark side
Of sunrise
And the light side
Of sunset
Lost in eternal darkness
light years from here
we may never see the sun
crest the horizon
At dusk and dawn

We will use the moon
As our compass
Floating in the middle
Of tides rising and falling
synchronizing
With the menstrual cycles
Of Greek goddesses

causing the moons around mars
To retain water
Become bloated and angry
Falling out of orbit every 28 days

From my archaeologist mentality
I push myself upright
Pushing my palms
Into the wet cement
Of cave walls
My life lines won't be discovered
Until now

I rush out of the dark cave
To read my palms out loud
In the moonlight
Realizing my ten fingers
have been encoded with the
last ten Numbers of infinity
I start to count backwards
Realizing I am running out if time

1/1/11/jrg
Copyright© 2011 by Jeff R. Ghee

See The Moon

The moon reflects
on the water
the true humanity of
every human being

However

We have lost sight
of that lake

1/1/11
Copyright© 2010 by Jeff R. Ghee