Today's poem is a "Golden Oldie" and was originally published here in August 2012
Day’s end and a simmering sun
Almost spent, hangs close to the horizon
Warm and weary and ready to slip
Into the respite of the salty salve
Whose fluid body
Rises and falls in alluring rhythm.
Breathing, sighing
Lying flat then arching up
White crests reaching like outstretched fingers
Seeking out the pulsing heat
Ebbing, flowing
Each wave growing ever closer with the beat
Swelling, churning
Sun still burning
Raging hard with yearning
Inching fast towards the edge
Water heaving
Climbing, pleading
‘Till Laws of Nature triumph
And solar embers pierce the silky skin
Plunging, sinking deep within
An almost audible hiss
An emerald roller collapses – shattering!
Scattering diamonds across the golden bed.
The light quickly fades
With the sea now full of the molten sun
A backdrop of stars is lowered quietly
And a cool breeze blows through your hair.
As the throbbing waves calm into gentle ripples
And we drift together on the turning tide
My heart is full with thoughts of sunrise.
Drew H.W.
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The Hourglass - Drew H.W.
Today's poem is a "Golden Oldie" and was originally published here in April 2012
Within a fragile vessel, the grains of time
With agile grace,
Pace silently, no beat no chime.
A deep and golden tress is,
Sweeping not about a face.
For here inside this timepiece, life’s beat does seep
From widened crown,
Down far below, to empty deep,
A hungry dark abyss,
Where all history does drown.
Oh give to me a heartbeat, but one more pulse
To see the light!
Might time stand still, and not convulse,
The memories incomplete,
Far beyond my failing sight?
But my pleas for life anew, cry out in vain
No peace I’ll earn,
Burn endlessly, in tortured pain,
Holding not my one love true,
I'll watch the hourglass turn.
Drew H.W.
Within a fragile vessel, the grains of time
With agile grace,
Pace silently, no beat no chime.
A deep and golden tress is,
Sweeping not about a face.
For here inside this timepiece, life’s beat does seep
From widened crown,
Down far below, to empty deep,
A hungry dark abyss,
Where all history does drown.
Oh give to me a heartbeat, but one more pulse
To see the light!
Might time stand still, and not convulse,
The memories incomplete,
Far beyond my failing sight?
But my pleas for life anew, cry out in vain
No peace I’ll earn,
Burn endlessly, in tortured pain,
Holding not my one love true,
I'll watch the hourglass turn.
Drew H.W.
Fatal Error - Drew H.W.
So here's the score.
Well actually it's more of a confession.
An admission of a macabre truth
That has plagued me for years.
I wish that I didn't do these things,
But I cannot help it.
I have come to realise that it is a part of me,
That I am powerless where it is concerned.
More sad is the fact that it is only getting worse.
Each time the loss is greater,
The physical harm more abhorrent and the suffering
More prolonged until in the end,
I contentedly watch the lights go out at my own hands!
I do feel remorse,
But it is short lived as soon enough a new victim
Comes along and I begin planning
All the exciting things I can do with it...
There is one next to me now,
A scarred and wretched thing,
Longing to be put down,
For it has been destroyed,
Broken down bit by bit.
Battered,
Shaken,
Nigh on drowned and then revived
Only to further suffer.
It slips in and out of responsiveness, sometimes
Flitting between a catatonic state and suddenly
Without warning, attempting to startle me in
Piercing alarm.
Yet in spite of my inevitable frustration and anger,
It still refuses to cooperate with my demands.
It is of little use to me now, the next shake could be
The last for all I know.
And that time will come, it always does!
And only then (like those before it), will I swiftly
remove its vitals,
Keeping them as mementos.
Only to wrap its lifeless frame in one of those charity
bags and mail it to some well meaning
organisation; how they must recoil in horror upon
receipt!
I am a mobile phone killer and this contract's almost up!
Drew H.W.
Well actually it's more of a confession.
An admission of a macabre truth
That has plagued me for years.
I wish that I didn't do these things,
But I cannot help it.
I have come to realise that it is a part of me,
That I am powerless where it is concerned.
More sad is the fact that it is only getting worse.
Each time the loss is greater,
The physical harm more abhorrent and the suffering
More prolonged until in the end,
I contentedly watch the lights go out at my own hands!
I do feel remorse,
But it is short lived as soon enough a new victim
Comes along and I begin planning
All the exciting things I can do with it...
There is one next to me now,
A scarred and wretched thing,
Longing to be put down,
For it has been destroyed,
Broken down bit by bit.
Battered,
Shaken,
Nigh on drowned and then revived
Only to further suffer.
It slips in and out of responsiveness, sometimes
Flitting between a catatonic state and suddenly
Without warning, attempting to startle me in
Piercing alarm.
Yet in spite of my inevitable frustration and anger,
It still refuses to cooperate with my demands.
It is of little use to me now, the next shake could be
The last for all I know.
And that time will come, it always does!
And only then (like those before it), will I swiftly
remove its vitals,
Keeping them as mementos.
Only to wrap its lifeless frame in one of those charity
bags and mail it to some well meaning
organisation; how they must recoil in horror upon
receipt!
I am a mobile phone killer and this contract's almost up!
Drew H.W.
As One Day Ends - Drew H.W.
Day’s end and a simmering sun
Almost spent, hangs close to the horizon
Warm and weary and ready to slip
Into the respite of the salty salve
Whose fluid body
Rises and falls in alluring rhythm.
Breathing, sighing
Lying flat then arching up
White crests reaching like outstretched fingers
Seeking out the pulsing heat
Ebbing, flowing
Each wave growing ever closer with the beat
Swelling, churning
Sun still burning
Raging hard with yearning
Inching fast towards the edge
Water heaving
Climbing, pleading
‘Till Laws of Nature triumph
And solar embers pierce the silky skin
Plunging, sinking deep within
An almost audible hiss
An emerald roller collapses – shattering!
Scattering diamonds across the golden bed.
The light quickly fades
With the sea now full of the molten sun
A backdrop of stars is lowered quietly
And a cool breeze blows through your hair.
As the throbbing waves calm into gentle ripples
And we drift together on the turning tide
My heart is full with thoughts of sunrise.
Drew H.W.
Almost spent, hangs close to the horizon
Warm and weary and ready to slip
Into the respite of the salty salve
Whose fluid body
Rises and falls in alluring rhythm.
Breathing, sighing
Lying flat then arching up
White crests reaching like outstretched fingers
Seeking out the pulsing heat
Ebbing, flowing
Each wave growing ever closer with the beat
Swelling, churning
Sun still burning
Raging hard with yearning
Inching fast towards the edge
Water heaving
Climbing, pleading
‘Till Laws of Nature triumph
And solar embers pierce the silky skin
Plunging, sinking deep within
An almost audible hiss
An emerald roller collapses – shattering!
Scattering diamonds across the golden bed.
The light quickly fades
With the sea now full of the molten sun
A backdrop of stars is lowered quietly
And a cool breeze blows through your hair.
As the throbbing waves calm into gentle ripples
And we drift together on the turning tide
My heart is full with thoughts of sunrise.
Drew H.W.
Tell me… - Drew H.W.
What was this I found?
As darkness fell and choked the ground
With summer spent
My heart’s lament, a dreadful sound
That howled and whipped
Through trees now stripped
Of life that once bore fruit
Gripped by winter’s death-like sleep
Dragged within an icy deep
All hope it seemed to execute.
Why could I not see?
A bud of hope upon a tree
As spring so pure
Did seek to cure this travesty.
Tomorrow’s dawn
All life reborn!
Rainbow’s promise pouring
Spawning multi-coloured bliss
O’er sun-drenched fruits alluring
On nature’s lips a princely kiss.
Shall I think of how?
The heat filled days the fruits endow
And summer’s light
My heart ignites! And love it will allow
My hand in yours
Near lapping shores
Where children laugh and play
Pausing once to launch their dreams
A seaweed boat that shines and gleams
And takes our troubles far away.
Drew H.W.
As darkness fell and choked the ground
With summer spent
My heart’s lament, a dreadful sound
That howled and whipped
Through trees now stripped
Of life that once bore fruit
Gripped by winter’s death-like sleep
Dragged within an icy deep
All hope it seemed to execute.
Why could I not see?
A bud of hope upon a tree
As spring so pure
Did seek to cure this travesty.
Tomorrow’s dawn
All life reborn!
Rainbow’s promise pouring
Spawning multi-coloured bliss
O’er sun-drenched fruits alluring
On nature’s lips a princely kiss.
Shall I think of how?
The heat filled days the fruits endow
And summer’s light
My heart ignites! And love it will allow
My hand in yours
Near lapping shores
Where children laugh and play
Pausing once to launch their dreams
A seaweed boat that shines and gleams
And takes our troubles far away.
Drew H.W.
Valentine - Drew H.W.
As you rightly know, it’s that time of year
That some do enjoy and others do fear.
For hundreds of days (and some sleepless nights)
I’ve targeted you right bang in my sights.
The safety is off and the chamber is full
The trigger is trembling, just ready to pull.
As I start to aim, I put in my trust
That you will be hit by my bullet of lust!
Drew H.W.
That some do enjoy and others do fear.
For hundreds of days (and some sleepless nights)
I’ve targeted you right bang in my sights.
The safety is off and the chamber is full
The trigger is trembling, just ready to pull.
As I start to aim, I put in my trust
That you will be hit by my bullet of lust!
Drew H.W.
Mirror - Drew H.W.
Forever must you haunt my world?
Cruel ties, I ache to sever.
Gaunt spectre, living hell unfurled
Take pity, flaunt no more those pretty
Eyes that toll the bell of truth,
Quit now this fierce endeavour.
Nightly stars do bring to me
A vision sweet, most sightly.
Thing of day, I ask you please
Go, leave me! Sting no more, relieve me!
Risen sun; the task too harsh,
To grasp this mask so tightly.
Seek the truth? I dare not try
My soul, it’s essence fast does leak.
Stare never! Live the lonely lie
Don’t judge me, Glass no more begrudge me
Role of peace, (my only sin)!
For my troubled heart grows weak.
Obey the rules, cast smiles bright
Each morn’ that beams a sunray.
While inward torment; troubled plight!
Reflection, vile, false projection
Born not I, this doubled form!
Now no longer must it stay.
Drew H.W.
Cruel ties, I ache to sever.
Gaunt spectre, living hell unfurled
Take pity, flaunt no more those pretty
Eyes that toll the bell of truth,
Quit now this fierce endeavour.
Nightly stars do bring to me
A vision sweet, most sightly.
Thing of day, I ask you please
Go, leave me! Sting no more, relieve me!
Risen sun; the task too harsh,
To grasp this mask so tightly.
Seek the truth? I dare not try
My soul, it’s essence fast does leak.
Stare never! Live the lonely lie
Don’t judge me, Glass no more begrudge me
Role of peace, (my only sin)!
For my troubled heart grows weak.
Obey the rules, cast smiles bright
Each morn’ that beams a sunray.
While inward torment; troubled plight!
Reflection, vile, false projection
Born not I, this doubled form!
Now no longer must it stay.
Drew H.W.
For Now… - Drew H.W.
Weep not my dearest friends –
For here I rest, blessed not with sleep
But peace that truly mends
The ills that ran so deep
Such pain I could not let you keep.
Cry not for years not spent
Each morn’ that nears, fears fade then die
I know how much I meant –
So never question why
The answers far beyond us lie.
Take peace, for I’ll not leave
Be still awhile, smile, please don’t break
Your heart in two and grieve
But precious memories make
And keep my gentle soul awake.
Drew H.W.
For here I rest, blessed not with sleep
But peace that truly mends
The ills that ran so deep
Such pain I could not let you keep.
Cry not for years not spent
Each morn’ that nears, fears fade then die
I know how much I meant –
So never question why
The answers far beyond us lie.
Take peace, for I’ll not leave
Be still awhile, smile, please don’t break
Your heart in two and grieve
But precious memories make
And keep my gentle soul awake.
Drew H.W.
The Hourglass - Drew H.W.
Within a fragile vessel, the grains of time
With agile grace,
Pace silently, no beat no chime.
A deep and golden tress is,
Sweeping not about a face.
For here inside this timepiece, life’s beat does seep
From widened crown,
Down far below, to empty deep,
A hungry dark abyss,
Where all history does drown.
Oh give to me a heartbeat, but one more pulse
To see the light!
Might time stand still, and not convulse,
The memories incomplete,
Far beyond my failing sight?
But my pleas for life anew, cry out in vain
No peace I’ll earn,
Burn endlessly, in tortured pain,
Holding not my one love true,
I'll watch the hourglass turn.
Drew H.W.
With agile grace,
Pace silently, no beat no chime.
A deep and golden tress is,
Sweeping not about a face.
For here inside this timepiece, life’s beat does seep
From widened crown,
Down far below, to empty deep,
A hungry dark abyss,
Where all history does drown.
Oh give to me a heartbeat, but one more pulse
To see the light!
Might time stand still, and not convulse,
The memories incomplete,
Far beyond my failing sight?
But my pleas for life anew, cry out in vain
No peace I’ll earn,
Burn endlessly, in tortured pain,
Holding not my one love true,
I'll watch the hourglass turn.
Drew H.W.
The Cost - Drew H.W.
Silent city of the dark
Where tombstone buildings mark the past
And trees aghast hold branches stark
Up to the haunted skies
To join forgotten cries.
Moon-drenched cobbles drown the sigh
Of solemn footfall, dying pace
And anguished face, a mourner I
Of blossoms gay in bloom
- Now choked in death’s perfume.
A suffocating fog of grief
That hanging heavy ‘neath the cloud
Does wait to shroud the lily wreath
I clutch in prayer worn hands
- The cost of Eden’s lands.
Walking sadly through the years
Bearing weight of tears not cried
For life that died, yet death still nears!
And stretches out its tangled claw
To seize this lily soul so pure.
Beating heart within does sound
The roll of drum around my head,
To wake the deadened past I’ve found
And grant it newfound breath
I’ll die a second death.
Falling, pleading ‘gainst the earth
I know not my soul’s worth to you
But I’ll anew with second birth
Within an eerie sleep
Forever in your keep.
Sweet slumber brings forth petals
A lilac snowfall settles calm
But to my palm are painful nettles
What! Can I not hold, just see
The life you promised me?
Drew H.W.
Where tombstone buildings mark the past
And trees aghast hold branches stark
Up to the haunted skies
To join forgotten cries.
Moon-drenched cobbles drown the sigh
Of solemn footfall, dying pace
And anguished face, a mourner I
Of blossoms gay in bloom
- Now choked in death’s perfume.
A suffocating fog of grief
That hanging heavy ‘neath the cloud
Does wait to shroud the lily wreath
I clutch in prayer worn hands
- The cost of Eden’s lands.
Walking sadly through the years
Bearing weight of tears not cried
For life that died, yet death still nears!
And stretches out its tangled claw
To seize this lily soul so pure.
Beating heart within does sound
The roll of drum around my head,
To wake the deadened past I’ve found
And grant it newfound breath
I’ll die a second death.
Falling, pleading ‘gainst the earth
I know not my soul’s worth to you
But I’ll anew with second birth
Within an eerie sleep
Forever in your keep.
Sweet slumber brings forth petals
A lilac snowfall settles calm
But to my palm are painful nettles
What! Can I not hold, just see
The life you promised me?
Drew H.W.
The Bells' Lament - Drew H.W.
Above the silver dusted land,
The church bells rang with joyous love
Through winter’s frosted air they sang,
To reach the hearts of man.
Such peace they filled my heart so true
And with their sound came you.
Beside the boughs of sparkled light,
Sweet words of love did pour
Your heart, a garland, golden bright,
Adorned my own forever more,
Bejewelled my life that night.
Time for us did seem to cease
“Eternal Peace!”, chimed on the bells.
~~~
Beneath the stars of time now spent,
The bells a New Year gaily brought
With hopes sublime and endless rue,
Folk pledged their lives anew.
Like midnight song resounded loud
Our wedded bliss you vowed.
Amidst the merriment you kept
Your place before me knelt,
Confetti tears of joy I wept
The snows of winter thus did melt,
Your heart I did accept.
Let love for us, not ever cease
“Eternal Peace!”, the bells did plead.
~~~
Within the garden new with life,
The bluebells on the breeze did dance
Springtime dew had blessed each one
With jewels that twinkled in the sun.
The fairy chimes of dawn did play
And we were blessed that day.
For in my arms, our precious gift,
As if from heaven sent
Rosebud lips and silken wisps
Her newborn clasp, my heart I lent
Let not her fingers lift!
Our love for her shall never cease
“Eternal Peace”, rang sweet the bells.
~~~
Above the freezing shrouds of ice,
The church bells tolled in sombre march.
On blackened clouds they kept their hold
And thus their sad news told.
Such sorrow as my heart did weep
Each beat, a nail deep.
Within the realms of no reprieve
Not ever one more breath.
Oh my love, why did you leave!
Your heart, forever held by death,
Your love, left here for me to grieve?
Your time with us, did cruelly cease
“Eternal Peace” cried out the bells.
Drew H.W.
The church bells rang with joyous love
Through winter’s frosted air they sang,
To reach the hearts of man.
Such peace they filled my heart so true
And with their sound came you.
Beside the boughs of sparkled light,
Sweet words of love did pour
Your heart, a garland, golden bright,
Adorned my own forever more,
Bejewelled my life that night.
Time for us did seem to cease
“Eternal Peace!”, chimed on the bells.
~~~
Beneath the stars of time now spent,
The bells a New Year gaily brought
With hopes sublime and endless rue,
Folk pledged their lives anew.
Like midnight song resounded loud
Our wedded bliss you vowed.
Amidst the merriment you kept
Your place before me knelt,
Confetti tears of joy I wept
The snows of winter thus did melt,
Your heart I did accept.
Let love for us, not ever cease
“Eternal Peace!”, the bells did plead.
~~~
Within the garden new with life,
The bluebells on the breeze did dance
Springtime dew had blessed each one
With jewels that twinkled in the sun.
The fairy chimes of dawn did play
And we were blessed that day.
For in my arms, our precious gift,
As if from heaven sent
Rosebud lips and silken wisps
Her newborn clasp, my heart I lent
Let not her fingers lift!
Our love for her shall never cease
“Eternal Peace”, rang sweet the bells.
~~~
Above the freezing shrouds of ice,
The church bells tolled in sombre march.
On blackened clouds they kept their hold
And thus their sad news told.
Such sorrow as my heart did weep
Each beat, a nail deep.
Within the realms of no reprieve
Not ever one more breath.
Oh my love, why did you leave!
Your heart, forever held by death,
Your love, left here for me to grieve?
Your time with us, did cruelly cease
“Eternal Peace” cried out the bells.
Drew H.W.
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