obscure vision

bowerymission

obscure vision

once i sat upon a mountain
looking up to the stars
trying hard to find answers
about that confusing life
the life that was lacking
something meaningful
and i viewed the scarlet sky
from inside a forlorn heart
sailing through the backwaters
to the vibrant green hope
settling into the valleys
of violet sleep, of lilac speak
where my child's love did not seep
into the everyday longing
of my other heart, the womanly one
and treading there was dangerous
for my health, for my head
because watching stars
is for stargazers, not blazers
and i wanted to blaze across the sky
with my own words of longing writ bright
in a smear of electric sighs
there, you see, how the twilight
was heating and beating
and thriving before the moon
before the howling scenes
of love unadorned and brazen
bit down upon the years
reflecting emptiness and tears
and your flying spud spurt of hope
doused with the flaming memory,
imagined taste of the pleasure
of it all, coming to a beautiful end

Godfather.

truley a beautiful piece of writing, great poetry !

Godfather.