Poetry Series: Homebound, Guided by the Glow

 

Except in the case

of you and I

I have never known loss to be

a catalyst for gain

 

We love

because living in vulnerability

shows us richness of the soul

awakens the heart and lifts

its ivy covered

chains

behold what is beyond

 

I am made of all the glorious pieces of

you

just as you

all the glorious pieces of me

Together we stage a reckoning

a righting of all wrongs

then

we come alive in each other’s wholeness

revel in shared strength

we embrace moments of lightness

a symphony of hearts

beating to the same tune

 

We are strange in love

it sends shivers down my spine

all our experiences in this mortal coil

they make up a mere

fraction of all we will be

 

 

 

I am alone more often than I’d like but I have the brightest, warmest love of all

My hope is the flickering candle on the far side of the room

At a distance but burning with reassuring intensity

Oh, to love you, to be loved by you

The greatest pleasure I know

 

Your very being

beckons me

leading me further into this

beautiful mess of yours

fairy lights on twine

All those twists and turns

you hold an end

trail the remaining length behind you

we walk deeper into the forest

safe in the knowledge

we are guided by the glow

 

The warped matchstick

First flickering to life

an explosion of warm golden embers

held in my hand

travelling the length of the wood

a steady traverse

charring and burning

a strange new scent of sage

finally, the warped matchstick

wilting and blackening

till it droops eventually

the light has died out

as has the fire in my eyes

 

Honestly and often

that was the manner in which

he spoke of

my brown eyes

deep chocolate recesses

in which he found himself

constantly and hopelessly

lost in