Teardrops on Her Skin

Teardrops on Her Skin . . .

 

My lady touched me softly

With tears upon my skin

An’ yet they’re not deep sorrow

Though pain soft lies within

Brief the parting, just for now

Soft peace and hope begin

Stand upon the threshold

And the world dropped from view

I looked into those searching eyes

They were looking back at me

Time stood still in each others arms

As we lost ourselves within

So Lady hold me gently

I know you’ll hold me true

Stay within my arms

So I can hold you too

Ask the Gods to speed the time

Fly swiftly through the days

I carry you within me

I left teardrops on your skin.

 

Banfiadh-Wolfthought2007

 

 

Thought = Form

Thought = Form

Life begins.

Dreams Fade

Hopes die.

People change

Hearts cry

Souls sigh.

Death comes.

 

And the sun sets, crimson.

 

Wind blows.

Grass grows

Leaves rustle.

Rain falls

Thunder tolls

Rivers run

 

And the sky dawns, iridescent.

 

Mountains rise

Stone crumbles

Sand sloughs

To soil

Trees grow

 

And the leaves dance, merrily

 

Stars are born

Planets drift

Through time

Suns fade

 

And the universe floats, unimaginably

 

We live for tomorrow and lose the day.

We worry always as life slips away.

We fret for what we have not.

And forget what we have.

Tomorrow is never here.

And you have this day to live.

 

Some days never change, some never stay the same

Music dances lyrically and the song remains the unchanged.

Life passes in bits and pieces, moments frozen in time.

Is there a need for tomorrow, to wake again?

 

Banfiadh –  Wolfthought5/2018

 

 

 

Eternal Muse

Eternal Muse

 

One foot in tomorrow and one in yesterday.

The passage of the ages never seems to fade.

Strewn across the vastness like ripples in the shade.

I see in all the memories the moments we have made.

 

My eyes within the heavens and feet fast on the ground.

Each tear or toll of laughter passes without sound

Upon my inner eye does play the memory of you.

Two souls softly touching, an extraordinary view.

 

Within me burns eternal sun tempered by your moon.

Born within the vastness of creations dawning tune.

We are lost across the cycles of times eternal tide.

We’ve strolled in meted chaos, quite often side by side.

 

Heart within the heavens and soul on forever’s shore

Our passage has spawned legend, lost in days of yore.

Born within the darkness two lost and wondering lights

Alone in isolation until we heard each other’s cry.

 

Children of the starlight, we are travelling this song,

This journeys crossed forever and continues to go on.

As we were born in nothingness strewn with stars anew.

Life is lost and empty without a touch of you.

 

Banfiadh –Wolfthought2018

Deceptions of The Heart.

Deceptions of The Heart

I’ve asked the Gods to free me from your presence in my mind.

Cried for quiet numbness to block away the time

I’ve wished the walls around me, wrought iron to the core.

Thrown my heart within them so I can’t feel you any more.

 

I seek you through the darkness of my desolated soul

Cross the threads lying broken within this endless void.

I hunt across my memory to turn you from my mind,

For desire lies shattered locked in boundless time.

 

I rage against you now and then to hide the hurt I feel.

Crush each spark of laughter shared by you and me.

Curl in the cold darkness that lies inside of me.

I’ve wished away forever, though I cannot count the times.

 

I beg the gods to free me and unchained, my spirit freed.

I’ve hunted down your memories and cast them in deception’s seas.

I‘ve wished the hope to silence while crushing every spark

And I dance upon the jagged edge of this shattered heart.

 

Yet I seek you in the darkness and hear your silent cries.

I feel your breath upon me as never begins to die.

I see your face behind my eyes, your touch upon my skin.

Sleepless as I memorize the contours of you once again.

 

I sought across the tracks of time searched both high and low

Driven by a needing of which I didn’t know.

And when it grows the darkest as I cast you from my heart

I wake anew each morning as it all begins again.

 

I’ve loved you through the ages across the universe divine,

and searched across the timeless plain to free you in this time.

Maybe in tomorrow in its never dawning grace,

I’ll open eyes upon you safe in your embrace.

 

Banfiadh – Wolfthought2018

The Spell of Being

The Spell of Being

I am without time.

I am all times.

I am a speck of dust

I am a mountain of stone.

I am without form.

I am all forms.

I am the last Spark of Hope

I am the Inferno of Creation

I am the unseen Past.

I am the unknown Future.

I am the soft sigh of Death

I am the gale of Chaos

I am without Life

I am without Death

I am a silent Tear

I am an unbroken Wave

I am Spirit without form

And I am Form in Spirit

I am not

I am.

 

Banfiadh-2017

Rain Menagerie

Rain Menagerie

I’ve ridden the winds that bring the rains

Flowed down creeks to the lakes that drain

And trickled to seas of the never tamed

 

A sparkling gleam of the dew in the morn

A colorful sky that a storm sends to warn

Drifting gusts that wind thru branch and thorn

 

I’ve raced with the hunter to call of the chase

Dodged the dogs of war in frantic life’s race

Hunter and Hunted, two sides of my face

 

Rabbits and Ferrets and quiet Moles too

The Moose, the Bull and a Fish swum true

Gazelle and Elk all a part of nature’s stew

 

The Buffalo dance, and Antelope bounds

The Thrush in the woods, Quail at ground

Hesitant Fawn waiting for comforting sound

 

The great friend Whale swims in jeweled seas

Not ever troubled by his brother, the Flea

Chipmunk and Squirrel, laugh safe in their tree

 

Sister Eagle soars through shimmering skies

Cousin Hawk dives swift, death on the fly

Even Vulture takes part in hiding life’s lies

 

The Coyote grins with an animate snicker

Fox eludes hunter with a brush tailed flicker

Small friend Weasel is ever so quicker

 

Hyenas, Leopards, Jaguars and Dingoes too

Tigers and Bears and Koalas and Roo’s

All creatures of life if your seeing runs true

 

The Wolf in his forest, the Lion his plain

The Stag in his meadow and Man with his brain

All brought together through life giving rain

 

 

Banfiadh2006

Consort

CONSORT

 

Within her arms I walk alone

Seeking for her always

Long trail of desolation

 

Facing ever outward

Adrift with only hope

She lies behind the veil

 

Glimpses of her come

Like stars in diversity

Within the waking dream

 

Touches of chance

Reflect upon one

In many unseen ways

 

Here she lies

There she walks

Shades of memory

 

Upon each face

I see her touch

Never wholly

 

Reflections of her

A scent, a taste

Touching hearts

 

She behind me

Yet beside me

Forever just beyond?

 

Long the separation

Lady, take my hand

Leave me not alone

 

banfiadh2009