Tuesday, September 27, 2011

Awake, aWAKE

image borrowed from bing

Awake, aWAKE

Rain, raven and woman stand on a cliff,
and if this was a joke they would meet a priest
in a bar somewhere but this is serious

Sleeping Beauty waits on the edge of dreams
inside herself where the lights all burned out
and their broken bulbs path her bare feet.

How do you tell her that prince charming
is coming? How do you explain faith to a pocket
watch wound so tight it's finally sprung?

One step, One step is all she asks wondering
if perhaps she can fall once more, if true love's kiss
exists amidst the debris. The damned shadow mocks

Nevermore, Nevermore

Rain, Rain, Go Away, Come again another day
she hears them round her body, far far away and once
upon a time, and howls the wind as pages turn

Singing and screaming come from the same place,
the maelstrom of passion's seat and fairy tales
are madness to one alone, counting days in hash marks

made by torn fingers in the rocks at the cliffs edge
that border happily ever after----

Leap, leAp, LeAP or wAit, it'S aLL the saMe
but sTop kiLLing iNNocent dAndeLions just To
proVe You aRe lOved theN deNy thE eMphaTic

yEs of ThEir (kiss)...

Brian Miller

Posted over on his site Way Station One
Listed as #44 over on Magpie Tales 84

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