July 31st, 2010
They had met to talk,
to some how overcome
all that had gone on between them;
but when they met
under the fading orange sky –
they found
that all that they could do
was to just stand there
unable
to even face the other.
But as they gazed out
over the darks waters
of the lake,
the darkening scenery
began to twinkle,
and it was as if
the fireflies were coming together
and spelling out a message for them –
reminding them
that there were still mysteries
left unsolved
between the two of them
and that there always would be.
At the very same time,
they turned towards one another
and without any words at all
they let the heavy past
that had burdened them so
slip away;
and they found their way back
into each other’s arms.
– matt at shadow of iris
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July 30th, 2010
A red lamp,
always on
yet never seen
until the sky grows dim
and the whispers call,
sweet nothings
leading you down a street
that pulls on you,
volition not your own;
pleasures forlorn
that only leave you
lonely.
– matt at shadow of iris
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July 29th, 2010
Ghosts
that have faces
but no eyes
whisper secrets
you thought no one knew.
Nostalgia
tinged with melancholy
about a time that was
but now will never be.
Heavy hearts that sag
and feel the weight
of actions taken
then regretted;
the past, a frozen thing
unalterable.
Places in the heart
lost and waiting,
take my hand
and lead it towards the light;
a truth outside the truth
always lost.
Dry bones
out in the desert
still searching
for that water.
I don’t know
who you are
so I try to face you
unflinchingly
and to make you feel
not ashamed.
Dry bones
out in the desert
still searching
for some love.
– matt at shadow of iris
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July 28th, 2010
I gave you flowers;
I gave you chocolates;
I gave you smiles,
sweet poetry,
note after note,
and my heart;
I served it up
totally;
now here I am
watching you
walk away,
your hand
in his.
– matt at shadow of iris
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July 27th, 2010
Strung up
from head to toe
a puppet,
your puppet
dancing
to the tune
of your vanity
and to the beat
of your narcissism
always and forever
hypnotized.
– matt at shadow of iris
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July 26th, 2010
Conceal me in your heart
and leave me there
a secret spirit
needing nothing more
than to feed off
your own vanities,
an attractive force
pulling all else in,
a narcissistic mirror
leaving me spell bound
as I gaze deep into you
waiting for time to fade
and the stars
to turn to dust.
– matt at shadow of iris
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July 25th, 2010
A cacophony of sound
that doesn’t quite merit
the word music.
Sounds of machines
scraping across the ground,
a haunting whisper
a murmur in the breeze;
something heard
only in the mind
when the wind reaches
just the right pitch.
Voices of yesterday
that call out to me
and warn me
time goes by
fast.
– matt at shadow of iris
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July 24th, 2010
She dreams
of a time
when each drop
of rain
was a spontaneous
unique
experience
of exquisite pleasure;
yet after he left her
the rain became rain
and now
all she knows
is the repetition
of the act,
her act
echoed again
and again –
a boredom
she does not know how
to escape.
– matt at shadow of iris
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July 23rd, 2010
Works of art
written in flesh
and played out
only once;
the turn of your lip
the twinkle in your eye
the sudden tear
that falls
in just the right place.
– matt at shadow of iris
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July 22nd, 2010
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The men from the government came unannounced
in a large covered wagon led by four horses;
and before anyone realized what they were doing
they blocked off the entire central strip of the small town
using slim wooden barriers
so that no one was able to walk directly
from one side of town to the other.
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