A Love Story Appendix
Fading memories blow through my hollowed out soul,
wrapped in echoes of tormented silence and pain
riding hot desert winds, past the crumbling facade
of a dry empty ghost town where tumbleweeds reign.
Like emotional stretch marks carved into my heart,
inky shadows lie twisted, and deeply embossed
in striations and patterns that spell out your name,
filled with acid-rain tears, spilled for all that I’ve lost.
When I let myself ponder the cruelty of fate,
the unfairness twists inside my guts like a knife.
Since you left me behind without saying goodbye,
faded gray shades of loneliness color my life.
In my dreams you’re still here, warmly sharing my bed...
then I wake all alone, with your voice in my head.
©2018 - Dusty Grein
*** While not many sonnets are crafted in 12 syllable anapestic tetrameter, its melodic rhythm makes for a smooth flowing poem, which can still pack as much of a punch as the standard iambic pentameter offering.
Ephemeral Love ☀
In the mysterious dark she takes the sky
as I blur into colors on the horizon
and on the stars she doth lie
her eternal beauty mesmerizing
Wishing we could share what’s ours
I reach up on the wings of day
and she floats below on her stars
of dazzling silver grey
I wait for the ephemeral night
where we can come to meet
we drift together in an embrace of light
and a kiss so sweet
as the moment fades we return to our domains of night and day,
but ‘I love you’ is the whispered words I still hear her say.
When the weight of the world holds your down,
Please don’t worry
There’s no need to frown
It feels sometimes like we’re all in a hurry
But when you’re with me,
It will soon become clear
You’re right where you’re meant to be
Don’t be scared, my dear
The world likes to go against you
It wants to destroy everything you are
Don’t be blue
You’re a shining star
Keep shining bright, my dear
With me, you have nothing to fear
My love will forever last,
Don’t let me go,
If you do I fall fast,
Fast out my window.
Once I love you,
I will never stop caring,
When you walk through,
That door or look to me glaring.
I will love you forever,
Protect you at any cost,
You could love me never,
But without you I am lost.
My love will protect you,
And forever be true.
These words will make you want to shit your pants.
These words will make you want to shit your pants.
Excuse my French but I cook you some wit.
Such words compel you to jump up and dance.
You might as well just throw a goddamn fit.
Here sonnet channels bits from devas fine.
The cosmos is but ones and nones and strings.
The orchestrated harmony’s divine.
Things are just forms and forms are all just things.
So feel the soil brewing from underneath.
Feel Water, Air, and Fire but all the same.
Remember that you’ll have to cut your teeth.
Your fangs will help you win this blissful game.
Now go and change your wasted underpants.
So let the flow of verbage know decant.
Own me as you do your shoe or that lamp over there
You enjoy it
The thrill of chase lights fires in your piercing stare
I deplore it
I wonder who your mother was and why she failed you
The mask of mild intentions thinly veiled you
I accept it
Spurn me until you need your shoes or that lamp over there
I dare you
I will immerse you in darkness and leave your feet bare
That scares you?
I do not stop to judge you, for I know you too well
All my life, far too long to dawdle and dwell
My lover’s tunic is not a mere drapery on the velvet chair
Our sinful lust is inflamed then his haste from the room
If caught red-handed, why would he fight in sheer vain
If I am such an adulteress, blackened be my cherished name
I have laid eyes on dalliances, all coquetted kinds in Wiltshire
But no such disgrace and shame I see in my treacherous soul
And on my perfumed skin is his and only his irresistible taste
Than in other frantic lovers that troll the dark moonlit nights
I crave my lover to see me, his hungry eyes feasted on me
That his bewitching artful tongue cast many tender moments
Even Goddess Venus wouldn’t be a seductive temptress
As my lover who hastes, finally takes the secret passage
By far, by wonder, I feel his crazy love as shamefully passionate
My husband so dear, my lover, beyond smouldering desire
Soft light shines through an empty concrete wall;
It disrupts the line of shadows standing high and mighty,
Raising its invisible sword it strikes and strikes flashing brightly;
My hands unclench from tightened fists as I crawl,
Sharp pain stabs me in the back as I fall and fall;
Numbness spreads like a dawn over my body caressing lightly,
As fire burns my temple a war behind my eyes rages unsightly;
Hidden behind this mask is a weary who has given all.
Abandoned in a flightless and dark cage,
Forgotten in the outside world of light,
Loving those especially one forever;
Weaning myself of despair and hopeless rage,
My new life is full of terror and fright,
Promise me to let go and come hence never.
Bold words sit upon faded pages
Their dusty spines line the towering shelves
Heroes and strangers in paper cages
Each a story into which we will delve
But then comes the dilemma of having to choose
To pick the old or to pick the new
One is classic, from which other stories still pick up cues
but the other exciting, an adventure it’s true
I run my fingers along their spines
Pull them off shelves to look at their covers
Open them up just to read a few lines
wondering what I might possibly discover
and I sit here and ponder which one is right
Then pick them both up and walk out into the night
(U, I) is the Origin
Our paths crossed just like x and y do,
But have you heard about parallel lines being foes?
Our intersection is just way overdue,
’Cause I’ve been waiting before they lined up my beaus.
We say one plus one is equal to six,
But they’re fast to interject that it does not sum up,
Why? ’Cause they say our formulas don’t mix!
But I can’t stop my line towards U to extend and develop.
They want a union of I and X,
Where X is someone with a trend that’s positive,
Frankly, he looks like my ex…
Hell no! I plus X will turn the trend to zero or negative!
So let’s change the arranged (0,0)
To our own point as the center of our flow.