The Agony of Nature

There is an agony of nature, a
recovery to the bone of remiss

like recalling a dream
long after its impression

the light sews its legacy impounding
the moon in timber grays, coming to me

untold, unfolding the twilight of
recollection, then in the

remembrance of that moment,
befalling redolent in the gold

sinecure of arbitration,
vacuous as assassins in the

evening of love’s equanimity,
its splendor just beyond

recognition, forms a lost tableau
of silence like a yellow lotus
in the gilded light of memory


© K. James Ribble

The Gravity of Sapphire

I walk the streets
of your voice
in luxuriant languor
rush the lavender curbs
stroll the edges of your
smile in
crease-less weight
like the gravity of
sapphire is boundless
in its depth, I am
foretold by your light
in shadows, in
the fervent history of
our time
your eyes an escape to blue
you are an anthem
to my heart,
my steps a journey
to your songs of Life …


© K. James Ribble


On a moon’s fortnight borne of your
berth on waters I’ve
traveled, long as a longing can,
I slip the canvas sails of this ship
Released unfurled into the
Open ocean of you – I’m pulled
Taught by a firm but steady wind
Like your breath against my skin
As the rise and fall of each exhale
Manifests the course and direction
Of my heart, my yearning reflected
In the dying sky at the brink of abandon,
A meteoric rise lights your eyes
Sets awash, in marlin greys and
Whispering pinks, this morning of
My dawn emotions:

Yes, I’m coming home,
I’m coming home to you.


© K. James Ribble


Dreaming of Calm

In every breath I’ve ever drawn
You’ve been cradled in my heart

A serenade rising, emerging
like a glistening cypher of Time

Balanced on the shoulder
of its delirious melody

Life’s loving river flows as such
There are no sweeter sounds of you

Placed like the capstone
of Andromeda’s fate

Crushed ignoble as her beauty
Every element, every fiber of this

Song ignites the soul of my being
Like a portage to the lullaby crossed

In the gleam and gem of you, Your love
and light fills me from the other side


© K. James Ribble