moonlit poem

….when the waves crash ashore,

as the sun sets silently underground;

her voice sung in moonlight glow!

her soul bright as the stars

shone in awe

and sunk somewhere between my heart and mind.

when the waves crash ashore

as the sun sets silently underground

part of me dies in the sun setting

and yet born again within the mornings glory.

architect of words

i build upon the foundation

of her structure; i dwell!

when the waves crash ashore,

as the sun sets silently underground;

her voice sung in moonlight glow!

her soul bright as the stars

shone in awe

and drowns

somewhere between my heart and mind…..

c. 2016 bgw

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beautiful haunting

the train slowed to a stop.

the whistle blew through the tears

as her soft lips left his.

his means couldn’t drive through,

so he erased the heartbreak.

in the wooded mountain tops

the silence spoke

and comforted all to that was.

but in all,  in the end

no one was ever gonna love him

like she did.

while the words were full of her,

his soul remained empty;

empty of what if’s

and echoing knockings of made up scenarios.

the train slowed to a stop;

the whistle blew through the tears

as her soft lips left his.

his means couldn’t drive through,

so he erased the heartbreak

breaking hers instead.

there on the floor

laid broken pieces of both heart and tears

and a hope of that

that could have been!

he sought and fought

while she found hope in a thought

and yet there on the floor

laid broken pieces of both of their heart and tears.

the train slowed to a stop.

the whistle blew through the tears

as her soft lips left his.

his means couldn’t drive through,

so he erased the heartbreak.

c.2016  bgw