You Never Said Goodbye...
You never said goodbye...
No word - No sound.
Just drifted quietly inward
into dirty river blues,
wearing yesterday's dark
debris and murky weed,
draped and drawn upon
your shoreline.
Oh, but your fixed frame
kept firm, laughing and lounging
at the edge of denial,
just waiting…
to stake your claim
among your avid admirers.
You seem tired…
Holding up integrity,
bobbing and weaving
in ripples of green sickness,
immersed in cloudy grey,
charcoal character.
- CLOSED OFF -
To freshwater rain
and otherwise, a nuisance
to wise and steady on-lookers.
Perhaps, you think food for
like minded ship worms?
But more so a foundation
decomposed, devolving
yellow sand quickens, escapes
time like annual growth rings
eventually fade into blank echoes
of unforgiving labyrinth.
A muffled, delinquent maze
attractions - distractions
way too difficult to find my way
inside those irregular grooves
and unstable paths,
I can't speak in silence-
You never said goodbye…
(Taken by the girl)
You took advantage!
She doesn’t sense your cunning
influence, your feeble charms.
The snake is awake, she said-
You crawl and slither,
your underbelly calloused and torn,
you can’t stand in truth!
No, you lie...
cold and undetected, submerged
in the recurring nightmare.
You rest, in the dark cavity
behind absent, black eyes.
Watch your step they said,
don’t provoke the nest-
chronic predations sting
through broken teeth.
confusion, catches caterpillars
before they bloom.
He’s got you in his mouth,
a mouth full of himself-
He's incapable of saying anything.
So, I'll say it for him-
- J. Circosta, Tiny Poet
You Never Said Goodbye... ©2016,
Poems from Passion
You never said goodbye...
No word - No sound.
Just drifted quietly inward
into dirty river blues,
wearing yesterday's dark
debris and murky weed,
draped and drawn upon
your shoreline.
Oh, but your fixed frame
kept firm, laughing and lounging
at the edge of denial,
just waiting…
to stake your claim
among your avid admirers.
You seem tired…
Holding up integrity,
bobbing and weaving
in ripples of green sickness,
immersed in cloudy grey,
charcoal character.
- CLOSED OFF -
To freshwater rain
and otherwise, a nuisance
to wise and steady on-lookers.
Perhaps, you think food for
like minded ship worms?
But more so a foundation
decomposed, devolving
yellow sand quickens, escapes
time like annual growth rings
eventually fade into blank echoes
of unforgiving labyrinth.
A muffled, delinquent maze
attractions - distractions
way too difficult to find my way
inside those irregular grooves
and unstable paths,
I can't speak in silence-
You never said goodbye…
(Taken by the girl)
You took advantage!
She doesn’t sense your cunning
influence, your feeble charms.
The snake is awake, she said-
You crawl and slither,
your underbelly calloused and torn,
you can’t stand in truth!
No, you lie...
cold and undetected, submerged
in the recurring nightmare.
You rest, in the dark cavity
behind absent, black eyes.
Watch your step they said,
don’t provoke the nest-
chronic predations sting
through broken teeth.
confusion, catches caterpillars
before they bloom.
He’s got you in his mouth,
a mouth full of himself-
He's incapable of saying anything.
So, I'll say it for him-
- J. Circosta, Tiny Poet
You Never Said Goodbye... ©2016,
Poems from Passion