In the Air

Welcomed by wires

Vocals and vibrations

Timbres, tones, tunes

Singing songs

Incorporating instruments

To create the sounds

That whisper sonnets in the air

Healing the hearts of broken lovers

And curing loneliness through the creation

Of a unity of individuals.

Pain

Self inflicted punishments

Punishing a wounded soul.

 

Soulfully devoting kindness

Kindly protecting others

Otherwise left forgotten and alone…

 

Alone in abandonment…

 

Abandoned, with long forgotten hope,

Hopelessly she falls

Falling toward an invisible self.

 

 

Confidant

There was a man that spoke in sonnets

A language native to my yearning ear

We shared our secrets in permanent ink

And laughed at trivial reality.

 

There was a man that spoke in fragments

Broken language here and there

He talked and talked as I listened

And silently loved him in my dreams.