WORDS
from fonts imbued
lavender fumes
carries across
into windows lacking frost
heat radiates past flocks
words written
prepared ignite
burning in the summers light
whispers flicker
from lips lost
in an echos ghost
wisps of flowers hang
above heads
kindles frosted
in hundred Fahrenheit
eyes flicker in lines
bolded to block
reading fine
gold beyond windows
paling sights
red bright
words
a written song
commemorate
all that unsung.
6/24/22 - Andy McRae
Month: June 2022
Remembering the Stars
Remembering the Stars
wooden deck railing, stained then worn
standing alongside, staring towards
a sky lit by magic, a wall of little stars
waves wash at shores, below decking
crabs must pick at all those loose shoes
set aside to wash, mud covered lost
lake wind breathes rustle hairs
inhaled deep into, eyes tear too
time behind unending,
long days pass in blur
walking past the docks
one last look at the rocks
now the breeze has died
rentals blind the retina
and world seems so grey
on the way
so far away
remembering the stars
and the way they like to play.
6/11/22 - Andy McRae
Written Past 7
Written Past 7
dim lit room at 2
nearly black, but creeping
upon with malice
rays lit through
the blinds
founds, the idea
maddening signs
act quickly or
lines will be drawn
then immediately
crossed
in love's blindfold
finding missing
void in heart
yet a tempo drives
a beat of craze
swearing that cannot
wait past this minute
to portray a beating heart
dying as it bleeds over
an outstretched arm
6/10/22 - Andy McRae
Tears Shed Red
dark, cold vast, alone
cast out into being
beyond foreseeing
the scars I weather
appear aged, but
wounds layered
never healed
lying on a bed of razors
contemplating, blood
the tears shed red.
6/1/22 - Andy McRae