Month: August 2017

I fill the cup …

Transience of time
the changes of every
moment I’ve moved towards you
adrift in the bluest flow of living

I drink freely …

We travel together/apart
even for the shortest time
Emerging souls set against the
ravishes of each days end

I am still thirsty …

you bring me to the edge
exposed beyond these words
like the ocean’s tears unable
to quench its own sorrows

I want to know …

as I walk my heart the empath
beyond this city of my longing
the fullness my own words
falling short, so short of you, yet

I fill the cup …

still drinking from a chalice
left empty of the life where
leaves are already falling, where
the treeline pillars the sky
in southern formations of light
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© K. James Ribble

We cry and cry
Lost in tears on a wayward wind
Shedding salt for those who
Cannot love us back

We run and run
Eloquent foot race to
Life’s mirror asking
Questions of self-denial

We sleep and sleep
Try to lose all that time
Only to find these mercies
Keep us close to the light – yet

We love and love
Bound for heartache
In a blood-hope of loss
In spite of our delicate selves

 

© K. James Ribble

In dusky light
Sweetwater of life

Begins its closure
Gleam and figure

Like Kirlian’s lumen
Motion with delight

I’m in nature’s hands
And walk in wonder

Of Earth’s embrace
Soul refracting slumber

 

© K. James Ribble

sallow blanket of night lies
swift across the clear ring of dusk
as black nocturne of fate
consumes my way – I watch

a forlorn mountain blue
enmesh all cause of yearn like
the windsong of oak-crease weighs
pale the blight of my homecoming –

naiadhaze vision of you
separates like sorrows,
denounces the freighted flight
of this pasture’s drops of dew

bringing thrush and willow
above the auburn rush of light
signs you’re within my reach
the slay of your lips

known already to the
moon’s sleepless melody
sings me the evening’s song
of love’s crescent desires

 

© K. James Ribble