Antiques

Once cherished like new
Aged, worn-
Refined unlike fine wine.
Yet forgotten
Reelects of the past,
Stowed away in darkness
Forevermore.

Wonderment obtained
What onlookers gaze-
Oh, discoveries made
These forgotten things
Remnants of childhood
Resurrected for a moment.

Grotto

In the grotto we retire
Harbored thoughts,
Symbols projected
Of great lights.
Great debates-
Bestowed, gathered
Erected before
Our signet.

Bluejay

Bluejay perching
On unfathomed limbs
Sunrays beaming
Spring blooming.

Dreaming

We held hands-
Last night,
Sleeping in our lagoon-
Of profound dreams
Where flourishing stardust
Carries us
Soundly away.

Searching shadows

Shadows charging-
After light
Always dark thoughts
Stray, contained
Methodically
Within. Stories dwell
Never told
In these unfolding
Charging shadows.

Together

Sullen mannerisms
Forthwith sustained
In due time-order of time
We discover love,
Each other;
Eons of serenity

Madness

Unclear clarity,
Drives stark mad
The ratification
Of a bruised mind.

Dark

Don't walk in the dark, my dear
Troubles abound this I assure you,
Unseen abstractions alluring,
Prowling, preying, loathing pain.
Noticed yet, sightless sounds,
Steady as you go my dear,
Tumbling firstly downwards
Fires wrath ensures the soul
Eating embers for escape
Scorching the heart
That wanders in the dark.