Quirky You

Did you wear yellow to fool me?
“Quirky” you with your bright,effervescent smile.

Your dimples hinted at endless laughter
A gurgling brook sourced at heaven.
And your sparkling eyes were jewels to my vapid heart.

Did you giggle because you knew it tickled me.
Were your jokes even your own?
How can you look like an angel and sound like one
Then turn around and do what you do ?
Nature’s trick is what I call you.

An April fool for every day of the year.
You wear yellow and smile like a child
But there is only black on your brush
And I let you paint all over me.(C)Slumpless

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The Cure

When I find myself in the midst of groggy strife.
When I can’t even see the sky for the black
I listen. I listen.
To the thumping drum ,the melodic hum.
It resonates with my soul
Takes the dust from my eyes
Lets me see heaven.
So when I feel choked with life’s regrets and woes
When all I see is darkness.
The cure. The fix.The trick.
Is music, music,music.

(C) Slumpless

Rust

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Your looks will fade my love

And all the endless preening will come to naught

I was once like you

In other flames, my comfort sought

I let my fire dwindle while I stoked theirs.

And danced like a dervish and whirled through their stares.

Slow it was, the creeping decay

Which turned copper to rust

Grass to hay.

Until one day they looked no more.

And my inner workings were merely gore.

Left uncared for … my brain did rot

And thus it is….my unhappy lot.

So  dance my pretty

I’m not saying no

But keep your inner fire burning

Because your looks will go.

Originally posted May 2017.

(c) Slumpless

Reprieve

You are persistent.

While others dance their merry way across my path

You hold on tight as tight.

You really should be ready to go

You’re beautiful color tells me so.

You have taken all you can from that trunk.

The good from the wood.

You danced in summer

But it’s your time to leave.

Leave. Leaf. Leave.

But you’re holding out for something more.

A stronger gust from a different shore.

Why ? Isn’t it easier to just let go ?

What’s left for you here ?

The emaciated torso of an Atlas who once held up an emerald sphere.

How queer.

But you are loyal.

And while the others rot and fade

The storm will not dissuade.

Maybe I’m wrong.

Maybe it’s Fall for them. But not for you.

We all go through different stages

Your last one now is in my pages

For you will not let yourself be taken

The winds of life have not yet shaken

Thee.

The other leaves find you absurd

But you live on in poetic word.

The last to fall the last to leave

For you there is reprieve

I will take a second look

And press you forever into my book.

(C) Slumpless

Open

“And which did you love the most?”They say
While I lie on my death bed this Autumn day
“I loved them all.” I do reply
“Although it changed, it didn’t die.
I loved his eyes , the other’s hair
Each had their own unique flair
They were all my loves they were all my souls
Filling needs and gaping holes
“But how can you share?”They always ask ?
“Is this not truly an impossible task?”
Impossible only because society made it so
One must come the other go
If I could have had them all I would
It doesn’t mean I’m up to no good
This regret that I let each one away
Because “sharing love is not ok”
I wish.. I wish, I kept them all
Because I think it is possible to fall
For not just one soul but a whole lot more
This does not make me a heartless whore!
I love them all. I always will.
This beating heart is suddenly still
But this light inside that they all lit
Will never stop. Will never quit.
Now I’m free of this mortal coil
The rules up here are much less toil
I can love as many as I need
It’s seen as positive, not as greed
I can hold his hand while I hug the next
Nobody here seems perplexed
A woman is capable of great great things
None are tied to wedding rings
This loving art can seem quite daunting
But it makes me too busy for ghostly haunting
“Ah but tell the truth if you had to pick
Through hell and highwater through thin and thick
There must be one you love the most
while alive or now a ghost?”
Well yes I admit there’s one whose soul
Was closest to my very own
But I stand by the rest and urge you to consider
That this monogamous life is quite a hinder
All the cheating all the lies
Are unnecessary if one just tries
To be more open to other ways
Of loving humans throughout our days
So little by little it won’t be quick
Dismantle this construct brick by brick
If it doesn’t hurt , it doesn’t harm
Then really it shouldn’t cause such alarm
Don’t wait to die to open your heart
Do it now ,make a start.
(C) Slumpless

Blemish

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I love you

But you’re blemish free

Too perfect for me

Too smooth, too soft

I look for broken skin because I live in the cracks

A mole.

But there is no shelter for me on your porcelain cover

Nowhere to hide, no freckle to make me safe

And though I strove for perfection

I realise now it has no colour .

(c)Slumpless