Closed Eyes

Vertical I ~
moving,
fall to await
horizontal pillows
Mid eye to eye,
ply alone,
thy silent night voyages

Eyelids,
nose centered,
amid bed sheets,
log journeys
Straight razor,
skeletal raked key,
somber see faring.

Quiver naught,
be taunt line stretched,
waver thin hope
Thy wraith,
rides dye Wake,
more dead
than ever alive
Dost naught life,
at times,
become smooth as silk
Meaning less vastness,
rip tides,
bee still
quake insides.

Dreams looking,
on the in-side,
bear timeless dimensions
Dost moonless e-scape,
a-cross blank voids,
fill demotions
Wraith seeks
closed door key,
to open quest
for answers
But alas,
there is no miracle,
to elevate
thy celestial spirit.

Lifetime,
endless quest -
to be questions,
bring yea -
no answers
As lungs fill
in hallow air,
only to expunge hollow,
thee jester
Build it,
they will
come-s sandcastle tears,
washing out to see
Only to hear,
“Thank You For Your Service”,
tear you apart.

Pawns played,
used be expendable,
censure censored
Chess pieces
So One Man,
as black,
or white
can prevail
as Master Checkmate
Human pieces be used,
discarded as expendable,
serving as bile trash
The Party of One Color,
One Man,
One Religion,
One I - with 2 eyes.

So thee say -
yea cares,
can I sell you the Bible,
used by politicians
Who rake,
and pillage,
under God,
sayeth Caesar,
be due His taxes
Religious right values
of eye to eye,
they taketh dye
torn dream away
Living alone,
an empty casket vacuum,
laying horizontal –
Closed Eyes.
(One cries alone,
a poem never created)

HeArtMosphere Poets

Closed Eyes

Vertical I ~ moving, fall to await horizontal pillows
Mid eye to eye, ply alone, thy silent night voyages

Eyelids, nose centered, amid bed sheets, log journeys
Straight razor, skeletal raked key, somber see faring.

Quiver naught, be taunt line stretched, waver thin hope
Thy wraith, rides dye Wake, more dead than ever alive
Dost naught life, at times, become smooth as silk
Meaning less vastness, rip tides, bee still quake insides.

Dreams looking, on the in-side, bear timeless dimensions
Dost moonless e-scape, a-cross blank voids, fill demotions
Wraith seeks closed door key, to open quest for answers
But alas, there is no miracle, to elevate thy celestial spirit.

Lifetime, endless quest - to be questions, bring yea - no answers
As lungs fill in hallow air, only to expunge hollow, thee jester
Build it, they will come-s sandcastle tears, washing out to see
Only to hear, “Thank You For Your Service”, tear you apart.

Pawns played, used be expendable, censure censored Chess pieces
So One Man, as black, or white can prevail as Master Checkmate
Human pieces be used, discarded as expendable, serving as bile trash
The Party of One Color, One Man, One Religion, One I - with 2 eyes.

So thee say - yea cares, can I sell you the Bible, used by politicians
Who rake, and pillage, under God, sayeth Caesar, be due His taxes
Religious right values of eye to eye, they taketh dye torn dream away
Living alone, an empty casket vacuum, laying horizontal – Closed Eyes.
(One cries alone, a poem never created)

HeArtMosphere Poets