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

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Scored

one tear fell down
into the gorge in his heart.

it traced her memory
splashing blood
as it wound around
the turns and bends
of a life loved and lost.

there…her hello, a kiss.
here…the night of impassioned bliss,
when no one else but them

existed.

the day she came home with eyes
that lied about happiness,
the night she decided to stay,
the morning she ran away…

cut out the flesh of his heart
organically scored
by saline rushes unstopped
by time, free flowing
from inlet to outlet,

one tear
culminating in
a waterfall without end.

 

~ Emily C.

12.7.17

Snippet of Time

just a snippet of time,
cut like a diamond.

memories collected in patchwork collage,
stuck with the glue of love,
warped by rain of grief.

colors spoke stories in faded smiles,
raptured by trials,

captured in pages we made just to hold on to the un-holdable.

just a snippet of us,
shared only with pages in the dark.

what is it about now that we don’t want to see?
so many past nows we’d rather have.

parchment crinkles with each turning moment.
unnumbered days marked by captions we saved

to grasp, to sort, to puzzle-solve, to make sense
of torn time, snippets of what’s worth remembering

now falling out. the love dried up.
fluttering to a dusty floor
leaves of life die
in time

and no one left caring.
no one has any glue.

 

~ Emily C.

11.29.17

Woodsmoke

the woodsmoke of your soul
seeps deep into my skin
it follows my every move
i turn away within

there — again it lingers
pungent puncture of cold
pine air, of vacant love
toasted with scent of heart
of combustive heat that burns
i walk faster
until my breath runs
to forget

is a fool’s errand
— it seems strongest
when stepping over threshold

of home, just when i think
i’m farthest,
but maybe,
finally,
finally
getting closer.

eyes shut
nose to flesh
i inhale
you

 

~ Emily C.

11.29.17

Atmospheric

a love atmospheric
a loss catastrophic
high ride to sky
fast dive to die
he rose me

he rose me
above all others
on a back strong I flew
below brown earth
rusted heart fell

a love atmospheric
a loss catastrophic
high ride to sky
fast dive to die
he rose me

he rose me
buoyed on sweet words
cut down by bloody swords
downed as injured bird
swoon to free fall

a love atmospheric
a life entropic
built up to stars
steep descent to hell

he rose me

to fell me

~ Emily C.

11.18.17

Stranger Again

let me be a stranger again.

forget what you think you know.

my words recede from memory,

your image ceases to glow.

free my soul from reverie.

release past to forgotten time.

all night stars are daydreams that die,

away from home, all hearts fly.

remember not my name in stone.

don’t think of me at night.

and when you see me again,

it will be with new delight.

~ Emily C. 

11.1.17

Home

you found your way back into my soul, how…

this long lost traveler, long lost love tore

waves were waved and goodbyes relayed

bags packed for a forever that would never stay

watched you leave, cried on your living grave


made my peace, learned what open love gave


lit a torch in my cave during heart’s bloody rain


yet let go of hope for rescue that never came


as time ran forward like a wayward deer


sprinting through forest hell bent on being free


earth spun in sunken eyes, drunk on toxic tears


jaded by pain, not to believe again, I disappear


blending into the mold in the meadow


tread upon by passing bedfellows


wondering where you flew


to see you alight, aglow


upon my torch raised


drop to knees

I blow it out
light floods in
lead me
home

~ Emily C. 10.20.17