Unbalanced
on axis
or off
revolving
unbalanced
slippage
off normal
something is
happening
here
no matter
the
cause
a pull
far larger
than
you
patterns
altered
every wall
will
fall
Game Over
a mask
not a clue
game over
consider that
a loose definition
a release
ingrained
clear analysis
why now?
a trick of luck
or
self-preservation
i made
it
up
myself
~ © 2013 J.H.
Corrosion
fine details
other stuff
the manifest
you said
life is what
could be
at risk
a bridge
more than
on the verge
of collapse
clear away
the corrosion
unchecked
it spreads
like cancer
shore it up
only words
define
our
lives
Crimson Beckoning
Originally published 2010 pearljam.com
what they see
is the sheen
the scarlet
and black
some call me
beautiful
but i wonder
what solace lies
within the
black depths
i walk beside
there is no
beauty in this
world
only pain
and loss
scarlet
amber and sandalwood
console me
no more
crimson is my soul
heartbreak
my only
friend
moonlight beckons
its shimmering visage
haunts the eddies below
peaceful
comfort lies there
in the vortex
hidden in mist
so lovely
so easy
to slip away
ease my sorrows
nothing
and
no one
left to hold
my heart
moonlight beckons
crimson
© copyright 2010 J. H.
Mr. Reaper
walked right beside you
all of these days
planning your life
knowing your demise
lay within my reach
be comfortable
my friend
though they mourn
enjoy your rest
before the long
journey begins
safely to the ground
gone but
still here
with me
by your side
to guide
they see me here
your friends
and lovers
don’t believe
we’ve met
they’ll say
oh but we have
i walk along
in the shadows
meek and mild
ever the
gentleman
in a cloak
of silence
have no
fear
I’m always
near
hold my hand
off to
the promised
land © 2010 J.H. Originally Published at pearljam.com
Inside the Vault
answers
no time
stay
no, get out
step aside
there’s no room for you here
avoidance
waiting
inside a vault
what game is this
circling
is it safe yet
or will
lightening strike
as i cry out
in the
blackness © 2013 J.H.
Suicidal Tendencies
held captive harmed innocence i wish for one night willing to try celebrate life rather than death a test all other possibilities exhausted invading forces or worse never shaken the silence appeared a rationalization not my own © 2013 J.H.
HypoMania
be careful there is belief there morphine to think upon chances for apocalypse the mystique is gone let the cracks in tried to go back why now? what is calling the hands of reasoning unfinished an ache we used to hear protecting allow us that waiting close to the light and trust there is no reverence now © 2013 J.H.
TIny Cracks
be careful
there is belief there
morphine
to think upon
chances for apocalypse
the mystique is gone
let the cracks in
tried to go back
why now?
what is calling
the hands of
reasoning
unfinished
an ache we used
to hear
protecting
allow us that
waiting close to
the light
and trust
there is no
reverence now
Copyright © 2013 by Jo Heck and Rippled Words