Black crows ceased listening

to songs without truth,

which hung for too long

on clothesline of despair

beyond feathered reach,

hidden among bruises

of empty caws.

Death rattle stilled

crows’ faltering hearts

on barren branches.

Penetrating dagger

slew hollow bony chest

as they moaned

and stared

at bottomless destiny.

Beaks grabbed fistfuls of

shattered pieces

and ran parallel

to lightning strikes

beyond dark grasp.

Birds broke

empty death silence

to be heard

above the call

of dying mates.

Tears glistened

on stitched faces

as crows turned backs

on tainted life,

fleeing toward

refuge of

harboring moon.

#Challenge #MurderOfCrows #EmptyDeathSilence

the first time

you held my hands

in yours

you looked

into my eyes

i was drawn

into your soul

within seconds

i knew;

felt the flow

things happened

time goes by

i'm still here

tuning my soul

to yours

through bad times

and the roughest

and you wonder why?

Ideas ignored.

Voice drowned.

Mistakes expected.

Capabilities questioned.

Ha!

I don't need to prove myself.

in finite detail

we weigh

the height & the width

that goes on as if . . . . . . . ........

forever

we dream

the ruler ends

but not the measure

a fraction of a fraction

of a hair

growing as if . . . . . . . ...............

from nowhere

we doubt

the start and the stop

but can't out talk a

cuckoo clock

lost-n-found as if . . . . . . . ........

our soul waves echo

from the cosmic dark

in a never ending

line & dot

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#InfinityChallenge

#TheInfiniteOut

#TheInfiniteIn

It's 8am and my alarm is always on cue. This late fall day is promising sunshine, despite the cold temperature. I see a ray of sun reflecting from my dresser mirror. I'm smiling on the thought that the forecast did well on it's promise. I lift my head from my pillow and my body follows to sit up on the edge of the bed. The floor is cold as my naked feet make their way to the bedroom window. I cast the champagne drapes aside to take a closer look at the sky, and a sea of blue now appears above the rooftops. The bare trees are the only indication of the season.

Despite the brilliant light, and clear skies, my thoughts go inward, and I begin to feel the sadness. He's gone. My love. My life. My eyes begin to well up, and it's hard to swallow. I don't see the ray in the mirror, but only a weary face looking back at me, the pain embracing my whole body like daggers, and a loud cry comes up from my throat. My legs buckle under me, and I hit the floor hard. I bury my face in my arms, as my wet tears cover them. It hurts so much. I turn my head to rest on my bent knees and I see something shiny by my right foot. I reach for the dime as I sniffle to keep my nose from running. I stand up abruptly and I kiss the dime. My gratitude is overflowing. Thank you for being here with me, my boy.