To Stop Healing

I wake having forgotten your name, Like a long-lost place, a dream's remains, The pain evaporates, but leaves hollow space, In my mind - the disgrace of betrayal, The ache of love turned to hate, The horror I feel, as memory fades, Holding on tight, to delay the decay Of the lingering pain of that …

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The Three Loves of M. Renard

The First Love is Adoration, You led me by the hand, Companion of my youth, Such artful passion, Like a compass true: Your dreams, your love, your life. I wept when they left you, The Second Love is for Passion, My eager dilettante, Balm for this broken fool, Laughing, alluring, With a smile so cruel, …

To Mind, to Body, Rest

Tis like the Mind suffers fever,To illumine so bright, it blinds,Chittering madness, all it finds,Laughter from some great deceiver. O how Heart shatters in its strain,Pulsing, unthinking convulsionOf the perpetual motion,A dance of life lived in vain. Where now are the rewards I seek,Of restful, sweet oblivion,The gentle call of deep stygian,Within those depths, my …

A Reflection of the Board State

Winter slowly embraces,A cold country home,Filled now with wistful feelings,And of things I left undone. Letters scattered on the desk,These tearful goodbyes,From someone I used to know,Unless that too was a lie. Near the window, the whispers,Words I wished unsaid,A friendly game unfinished,White to move, but black is dead. Negligence transforms the room,My proud illusion,Untouched …