New Rain

“I will not say: do not weep; for not all tears are an evil.”
Written with the realization that when she left, he would never be the same again.
trashyybarbie

Drain my living essence with the leaving of you

Pulling my thoughts beneath muddy waters of left

Puddles of dreams gather before the melted man

Remains of the show shimmer in dazed light

He evaporates and the hope of new rain is born

 

The Fall Of Leave

“pain has a way of clipping our wings and keeping us from being able to fly, and if left unresolved you can almost forget that you were ever created to fly in the first place.” Wm. Paul Young, The Shack

ourholyprincesszelda

Stepping over the edge, I fall gentle but fast
Everything a blur, except the ride now past

I struggle on clipped wings of desire

Feathers floating in a pinion fire

Calls they echo, off cliffs of saddened

Still I fall, my wings abandoned

A dream condemned only in aviary free
Wounded wings of fate in the fall of leave
01252012

 Also published in Broowaha