NaPoWriMo Day 30 – Hymns Pristine

Hymns Pristine

Choose to believe in the hymns
You once sweetly sung from
My misplaced bedside
Until horrid silence descended
Making us fragile china dolls
Where we try to remember
Breezes by closed windows
Will not confess we’re scared
To be alone in silence
Hymns kept us safe from
Passing into oblivion and
Each other as the ground
Remembers all we meant
Our days numbered and sequenced
So I choose to believe
In the hymns pristine
You once sweetly sung from
My bedside engulfed in flames

NaPoWriMo Day 29 – Hear Her

Hear Her

Curse the fog rolling in
She disappeared into
Claim you didn’t hear her
Scream out for us
When the fog came in
Promised we would live
Forever in dance, an expense
We could afford if we ignored
The fog threatening
She could not ignore
Curse the fog rolling in
She disappeared into
Claim you didn’t hear her
Scream out for us
Even as it echoes through
Forever in the fog rolling

NaPoWriMo Day 28 – Nation

Nation

Trip through the land
A nation without a flag
To wrap around its wounded
Whore of a sight handing in
Change by telephone disconnected
Never to know the score
Trip through the land
A nation rife with disease
Creeping amongst the populace
Where the children lack future
Change by telephone disconnected
Lost allegiance to dreams lukewarm
Trip through the land
A nation without a flag

NaPoWriMo Day 27 – Howling Moon

Howling Moon

Death paled to compare in rites
As her sweet breath gave up its disgrace
Beneath the howling moon tinged red
Harbinger of her goddess-like nature
Coming to a suspicious end
Death paled to compare in rites
Goddess came to mourn
Their own taken dark too soon
Gasp at the last strings of fate
Tying them hastily, shredding
All the while the moon drips red
As her sweet breath gave up its disgrace
Beneath the howling moon

NaPoWriMo Day 26 – Glyphs

Glyphs

Ill-fated as it may seem
Where I weep by her side
Tender sweet under glyphs
We carved in distant memory
Growing paler in seconds passing
The grey we may see by veils
Waiting to open up and embrace
Delicate and delightful in passage
Through the gates to final repose
Ill-fates as it may seem
Where I weep on severed limbs
Tender sweet under glyphs
We carved in distant memory
Leave me pale in grey shadows
Veils waiting for us both impatient
Delicate and delightful in passage
Through the gates to final repose

NaPoWriMo Day 25 – Heartache

Heartache

Tired of the status quo
Push and pull we do
Without progress only pain
Deeper the heartache goes
Through eye of status quo
Push and pull we do
Until it is all we see
Beyond the horizon smirking
At our fruitless endeavors
Tired of the status quo
Push and pull we do
Without progress only pain
Deeper the hole goes
Pass eye of status quo
Push and pull we do
Until we are hurled deep

NaPoWriMo Day 24 – Ley Lines

Ley Lines

Can I come out to play
I know I hide behind
Self-inflicted scars and
Too many I never saw
Coming from entities close and far
Finer lines crisscrossing
My ley lines to bury
Myself in for too long
Crawl my way up away
Can I come out to play
Far from these lines threatening
Paler everyday but anger stays
Even in growing distant memories
With each tearful flood
Finer lines crisscrossing
My ley lines to bury
Myself in for too long
Crawl my way up
See more than pain
At long last maybe I can
Be more than inflicted
Can I come out to play?