Toss Back from the Past

Blindingly hot

Humidity so high it could boil an egg

The wind that caresses my face seems like 

putting your skin so close to a furnace. 

You could feel the burning and tingling sensation..

(Thanksgiving July 17 2010)

Unwavering

Thoughts flowing even before it gets imagined

Aplomb - without doubt

Unceasing plea for mercy bestowed

Within reach - never depart

Askance no more, hope surging - like a light coming out from darkness

Stunned - for the promise is at hand

Exacting the debris of shattered hopes

Compacting in to a unison of greater faith

As I await...

As I await...

For love blankets the memories of the past and brings sustenance to what is yet to come.

Thank You, dear God.

I'll Carry You Homebound

Sublime...

Eyes of emeralds

Alabaster skin

Contentment spreads like the waves that never stop rolling 

on the shore

To nevermore...

Letters to Eleanor

I have no life but this, 

to lead it here;

nor any death, but lest

dispelled from there

Nor tie to earths to come,

Nor action new,

except through this extent,

the realm of you

(excerpts from ms dickinson's)

Operational walls can be inverse

It's gone, your smiles unfading, like the pristine laughter of the children

Untamed, you are now, uncaring to every happening, like strangers again

Cold, you are now, no warmth, no passion, slowly vanishing the fire

Friends only, seemed the theme now, emptiness creeping 

Acceptance, impending, breaking bones, crushing hearts to nothingness

It's gone, you are now

It's goodbye, looming

Remembereth, things in the distant past.

-billymac