Death Comes Near (+4)

On a silver platter

 of broken dreams

 

Your nature changes,

as death comes near

 

The buffet wanton,

a dessert of fright

 

Served incarnate

—café of tears

 

(Dreamsleep: February, 2020)

 

In The Distance

 

Wishes from the mountaintop,

dreamers from beyond

 

Shadows in the wind

—trapped in memory’s song

 

(Dreamsleep: February, 2020)

 

 

Sleeping Dogs

 

North Jersey woman,

South Jersey heat

 

Your past in abeyance

—dark memories to sleep

 

(Dreamsleep: February, 2020)

 

 

 

The Demon's Torch

 

You’re desperately lost,

 writing your way into the madness

 

Each word a false beacon,

your hopes to decry

 

You’re desperately lost,

searching the caves of your memory

 

Delusion the caretaker,

your verses to lie

 

You’re desperately lost,

as every voice now deserts you

 

Time running backwards,

the heat turned up high

 

You’re desperately lost,

as the Sirens misguide you

 

The torch of the demon

—burning darkly inside

 

(Dreamsleep: February, 2020)

 

 

The Sky Opens...

 

Like an exiting wind,

voices leave from within

 

As the feelings impart,

verbal memories embark

 

A last spoken refrain,

to escape unrestrained

 

As the sky opens wide

—Heaven's breath to provide

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2020)