xLx's blog: "December Sky"

Into the arms of a December sky

of rusting moons and dripping stars

I lay my heart

into the palms of time

beneath this rain

long enough to bleed a poem for you

The light has opened with its broken sky

as the drops fall down to drown my soul

nothing is certain, as I remember

the little girl who sat by the window

with dreams in her childlike hands

watching the chalk drawings

on cracked pavement

washing away

I wish to bring her back sometimes

just so I can remember

for it's been so long since

I've dreamed like a child

But the days are gone from there

and these dreams I hold

become my solitude, and my longing

to a place where I am held by only four walls

that tonight, bare such silence

I hold the candle still

a flicker that burns, even now

and in my crowded room of darkness

I am nothing but this heart

bleeding of poetry

from my gentle hand of flesh and bone

Reaching still, across this broken sky

Should my tears merge into this universe

may it bloom a rose, or root a tree

into the visions of every

dream ever held upon a heart

but tonight,

I mask my pain within

the confines of my heart

I am nothing still,

but this soul that

writes of poetry

and these eyes that wish to dream

I beg the dawn to take the silence

as I drowned within the rain

just long enough

to bleed a word for you