Clocks stop and people perish. In the space between seconds. - The Blessed rise with no goodbyes While those on Earth skip straight through time In the space between seconds. - The damned will stay, their souls decay In the space between seconds. - Growth will cease and rot increase. The world will sink beyond … Continue reading The Space Between Seconds
Tag: Short poem
The Girl in Green
She kisses my cheek With the lips of gentle breeze. She sings, and she laughs With the birds and the crickets. She smiles sweetly With a pearly white crescent. She pierces me with deep blue eyes That sparkle with a thousand stars. - She’s firm with soil and soft with lush and dewy grass. She’s … Continue reading The Girl in Green
Clarity Departs
Clarity departs Slipping through the fingers of great hands. They stand, blind, Blanketed by clouds and chained by the Earth As they fall, screaming, from the shoulders of the mighty Never to return.
Five Little Riddles
Feel free to leave your answers in the comments. 1 Think it, I know it Hide it, I reveal it Set a standard, I’m below it Claim your thought, I will steal it 2 On it prowls, leaving scars in its wake The implacable leviathan, old as the earth Claims all that the sun can’t … Continue reading Five Little Riddles
Simple Pleasures: The Battle of the Orange
Battle is eminent, My fingers feeling the bumpy, porous skin know this. The skin is the enemy, my nemesis. Cruel, firm, unyielding, it guards The sweet citrus prize. Battle has begun, My fingers clawing the bumpy, porous skin know this. The surface is difficult to penetrate. I hook a tiny section And draw the first … Continue reading Simple Pleasures: The Battle of the Orange
Burning Jack: Prologue
Rumors abound how the people who died When they burst into flame or drowned when they cried, Could ever have met such a fate as they did, Or why they were frightened, or why they all hid. Some out there say that they met the wrath Of a vengeful old ghost with whom they'd crossed … Continue reading Burning Jack: Prologue
Sleep
There is no dagger that sleep will not use To stop your heart and blind your eyes To cover up its thin disguise For that which lies beneath There is no nightmare sleep won't bring to life To close your eyes and chain your hands So that you will not understand The things that live … Continue reading Sleep
A Much Needed Shower
My naked skin is burning in the merciless sun, My bare feet cut and pierced by every thorn and rock, My face is soaked with dirty sweat and burning tears, My exposed body too fatigued to run I hear stiff breezes whisper in my ear And see grey clouds that gather in the distance. I … Continue reading A Much Needed Shower
Solitude
I slip into the waters of my mind, waves lapping at my ankles. I look around and see nobody near. I walk, until the water surrounds me on all sides. I'm the only one here. How peaceful, my solitude! I reach the edge of the shelf and look into the depths; It's all silent and … Continue reading Solitude
The End is Yet to Come
When you're broken, and you think yourself beyond repair, When you see light flicker out before your eyes, When your burdens grow beyond your strength to bear, And it seems that hope is lost forever, The end is yet to come. When you've fallen father than you think you'll ever climb, When there's no way … Continue reading The End is Yet to Come
Carter's Compendium 