Heartrise

agile night dances 
the tango in ether
under meteor lit skies
raining fire

anticipating shock
that never comes
holding breath
till blue to bone

awake, asleep
flickering screen
heavy lids
betray reality

that i cannot tell
puts me at ease
that it feels real
makes it so

my heart rises
with the dawn
scorched earth retreats
leaves fertile land

my heart rises
avert your gaze
it burns as hot as
a million meteor flares

~ Emily C.

1.18.18

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Canyon

there in the waves of midnight:

you

undulate,

drunk on dark
just out of reach, you carve
the heavy air,

beckoning me along
with sway of silent hand

deep into
heart’s ocean
— its exposed canyon
lit brilliant,
blooming with bioluminescence

painting the never

with the now

 

~ Emily C.

1.11.18

What Messages

what messages the sky writes,
how we often ignore,
how they linger up above,
how far — how far we blindly go

before we tilt up downcast chins,
only awaken in raining verse?
when everything else dissolves;
when nothingness — the only force.

adrift in blackened matter,
calligraphic tomes stars etch
in speckled comet tails, we sputter,
ashore, we run our forlorn hearts

when all space becomes horizon,
stories told fall to scattered dust,
as fire burns to moon sand
and oxygen breathed expires.

what message the sky writes,
how quickly we seek to forget?
how now to fall awake asleep,
oh how we dream until death.

 

~ Emily C.

1.8.18

Faux Stars

your face now returns
in violin cries
your name I played
on these piano keys
the sound of your
movie-theme love
set to words
you scripted me

camera rolling over
big screen fields
sitting alone in
my leather chair
observing a romance
we had wished
knowing reality
was far from fair

close these eyes,
the torture hurts
drape the screen
and up the lights
this silver dream
you wrote
cut my heart
like a jaded knife

aim the spotlight
elsewhere now
your exit showed me
who you are
what you wanted
to take from me…
you knew I’d give
no second thought

so blame this fool
for believing
the prettily painted lies
the sickly sweet honeyed talk
the glittered kisses
from your faux stars

 

~ Em C.

1.3.18

Solid Home

darkness cloaking
rocking sea —

just time, the salt,
and bobbing me

no horizon
but moonlit crests

no sense of where,
or whether at rest

blindly floating
on night’s wet wings,

cradled on surface,
iron whale swims

faint outline separates
black hill, silk sky

prayer hands reach out,
an atheist’s cry

a star above distant land
shimmering death

mine eyes anchor 
to its flickering message

I follow the light
until stormy sea settles

trace it as I weather
my tossing vessel

no horizon
but one shining dot

calling a sinking soul back
to solid home 

~Em

1.2.18

An Only

I understand Emily.

brown recluse in rafters
drawn to darkness’ solitude
— an only among many.

tongue trapped by paper cages,
she, a medium of earth,
mercurial heart, curious soul

I understand Emily,

shy baker and her basket,
thirsty quill and parchment,
waking dreams, nightly visions…

oh, how snow may speak!
draped on window peaks,
contemplating.

I understand Emily,

that retreat is not defeat,
incubating philosophies
as others walk wide asleep.

drawing this life in rhymes,
inhabiting animated mind
away from her time,

— alone with pen, ink dines.

I understand,
Emily.

 

~ Emily C.

 

12.27.17

To Walk the Hallways

to walk the hallways of my mind tonight
to haunt my own memories
to stalk intangible dreams that die
to wake in twitching mind’s eye

my living ghost paces the day
circles her familiar home
never quite able to tell for sure
whether asleep or living hell

let me wander in darkened rooms
in corridors away from here
where only one holds the key
and she’s kept it hidden away

~ Emily C.

12.12.17