Georgia Christmas
Tennessee Distance
I missed her like part of my heart had been chipped away.
My soul cried out from the lack of her presence. I could not fill the abyss of her company? I lost my sanity then. She was only a flight away Several hours by car Yet, I could not heal my aching heart Nor could I quell the tears That were tearing me apart. |
Dramatic Pause
Warm yet wild winds tussle the trees
like a lover stroking the long hair of his beloved
loose shingles are torn free - leaving the homes naked
Open to the tumultuous, tremulous touch of hurricane winds.
The passionate love making of wind and rain continues for hours
as the sinful, dark air unites with the innocent earth
destructive and insensitive - violent and obtrusive.
Slowly, the climactic orgasm of natural elements subsides
wind and rain depart
leaving earth's natural calm ruffled.
like a lover stroking the long hair of his beloved
loose shingles are torn free - leaving the homes naked
Open to the tumultuous, tremulous touch of hurricane winds.
The passionate love making of wind and rain continues for hours
as the sinful, dark air unites with the innocent earth
destructive and insensitive - violent and obtrusive.
Slowly, the climactic orgasm of natural elements subsides
wind and rain depart
leaving earth's natural calm ruffled.
Noise
Nothing but the noise
in my ears do I hear.
A drop of rain
would sound so lovely.
I wish my brain wore the
sound of silence
instead
my world is made up
of deafening beeps
and grating buzzing loud.
All day long my brain
speaks like
Crickets sizzling
Birds chirping
A siren shrilling~
Each sound penetrates my being
Till I am too loud.
I sometimes pray
For the beauty of
dead silence.
Nothing but the noise
in my ears do I hear.
A drop of rain
would sound so lovely.
I wish my brain wore the
sound of silence
instead
my world is made up
of deafening beeps
and grating buzzing loud.
All day long my brain
speaks like
Crickets sizzling
Birds chirping
A siren shrilling~
Each sound penetrates my being
Till I am too loud.
I sometimes pray
For the beauty of
dead silence.