In Dreams (Lyrical Poetry Project)

I have never seen a rainbow
that didn’t fade
but I have seen where the stars go
in evening shade

and in my dreams
I will forever call your name

lonely sky wraiths as reminder
we hearts are small
fragile thread for the book cover
glittering jewel

When the grim marble outlasts us
Once, we were here
What will remain? Stones etched with love
Once, we grew here

And in dreams
We dance together in the rain

And in the stories we’ll forget
sleeping wolves lay
We won’t spin the tales of regret
That blood soaked day

The beauty that we remember
Just ephemeral as embers

This piece is based on In Dreams by Howard Shore

Memory (poetry from lyrics project)

The ground was cotton candy
soft this winter
Flowers will thrive
in the long absence of stone
fed by our tears
So, so alive
A splash of fresh paint
on our peeling walls.

I would complain in the car
and on the ferry
It’s storming here, now, too.
For twenty years
You’d soothe the thunder
raging in me
Atlas holding the sky up
Quieting my fears
with stories and make believe
The worlds we built with words
and impossible dreams
bring me back to you.

Now suitcases and drawers
loosen their top buttons
Photographs make empty meals
when spread over the floor
Memories, faces
A laugh frozen in time
A heart running in places
beyond where we can follow
This year the ground is soft
and all we left behind
leave us as the fields this spring:

I loved you
the ways oceans love the beach
with a mixture of awe and frustration
A dance that does not cease
Even when I was a trapped fox
screaming into the wind
Even when I was far from reach
You’d wait by the shore
for my swells to subside
and voices to wash away with the tide
and wipe my sand from the toes.
As each wave would crash
over my mind
The same way we’d clash
Two lionesses with old bullet wounds
But now I am not healing
and you don’t string pearls onto my scars
You’re not here with me

This poem is based on Marjorie, from Taylor Swifts’ album evermore

– Dell

All That Remains

when we are all that remain here
and peridot raindrops have ceased the call
when we are all that remain here
requiem or love song? the final fall
when all that was given to us
and peridot raindrops have ceased the call
materialism, possessions that mean dust
gave way to broken connections
when all that was given to us
faded flowers go the way of lust
we scrambled for mementos too late
gave way to broken connections
the threads of our fragile fate
offered eternity at a cost
we scrambled for mementos too late

when starry eyed, unrealized dreams are dead
when we are all that remains here
offered eternity at a cost
when we are all that remains here

Modern Verse

The new measure of popularity

Is not a matter of shoes, nor Chanel

But in how well you butcher poetry

Cheering, as your sad attempts at prose swell

Into the butter of public acclaim

You slop words around like chocolate spread

Mesmerized by fifteen minutes of fame

That fade like static before you hit bed

We remember Shakespeare, a pioneer

Who drove English onward, to graceful heights

They’ll remember you with shaken heads, jeers

Snipe over your clumsy tripe with delight

Poetry is an art, a discipline

Your diary entries, carcinogens

Violin Girls

we, the hurricane

beating on windows

when all we knew was the rain

perhaps we should have been snow

to freeze the hearts that froze us

poison in our throats

flowing as a pus

we bled through our crimson coats

for all the tears we flooded

world, misunderstood

we were the hunted

butterfly girlhood

innocence that fled the storm

a life we could never warm

we, the broken windowpane

bailing out dreams with buckets

but nightmares remained

while we danced, puppets

strings tied to a trust

that fled with our faith

when the sky began to rust

the graceful sun sighed in death

we were left blooded

by wounds we didn’t ask for

flesh splitting, hurried

as cold fire began to thaw

nowhere left to go

no footprints left to follow

perhaps we’ll turn into snow

and fall far from any dawn.