Alone

When life was young and everything new

And the sky was always a powder blue

Days were long

And all birds’ song

Illuminated love’s beauty true

The veiled light of her aura fell into my room early

Shaking me from dreams

As from her streams

All of tomorrow’s gain was like a stain

A stain on the heart of trust

Inside the dark there is a quiet peace

But nothing shivers like the cold of oneness

Thoughts get carried but never reach a destination

In the aloneness of morning

A voice is summoned, but barely heard

As its resonance breaks the shattered pieces

Until they no longer resemble life

Reflections only seem to magnify the hold

A heart stretches, looking for relief

Or truth in what it knows but cannot feel

There is a solidarity in being wordless

But at the cost of an essence that screams for release

Trapped, it struggles to break free from

Netting that holds its core in superficial conviction

There is a depth that the surface cannot comprehend

Inside a hollow that fills the soul

Life is seemingly less in control

Destiny knows wings and flies

When time proves difficult to try

And all that’s left is this oneness

A soft and breezy air in morning light

Sometimes enough, is more than a heart can stand

And there is loss within the darkness of being lonely            

Forgive me

More Than Everything

The air is filled with memory...

Hope shelters distress

and is lost to control

that does not stay together

fingers ... tracing ... touching...

longing

kisses lost to promised zephyr

stretching time to cover discouragement

(independence does not vibrate so animated now)

when disappointment fathers fear

life moves to slow motion

and every moment from the past

is adorned in costume

and plumps to a surreal dimension

I only hold the musing;

the stars that fall fom the blackest night

shattering at my feet

I break so easily

I wish for whispers

for day to be night

and my love to settle into every corner,

that my heart might know at last

the ease of doubtless air

Copyright © roxannegaebel [06 - 27 -2010]

Ice

There is nothing more cold

than midnight blue casting light

on endless fields of sparkling white

A cold that breaks the breath

letting it fall to the ground in shards

If I could but kiss the frost

that holds your soul

just to tear away the frozen veil

it has placed around your heart-

but there is no way to capture

a death that has already fallen

Always in wait of a hope

to melt the severity of condition

letting waters run down and out

to the endless cold, that is the sea

A need is felt with an ardency that clings;

it settles in the crevices and cracks of life

that refuse to live

Darkness is the only solace;

like a familiar friend it wraps around

both heart and soul in endless night

I press myself to you

with inconsequential and futile belief–

a final effort of consciousness

that desires only warmth

But I am mesmerized by the beauty of the ice   ...

Copyright © roxannegaebel [12-11-2009]

Clinging to Blue

Stealing in, you take my time
Even within memory’s break, you linger
Too alone in this midnight clutch
And I am soaked in words unsaid

The darkness racing through these veins
Has faded the light
And I want you to know
Every time I thought of you,
Every time, it made me blue

And I watched outside my window
A spectrum of colour dancing in the wind
Locked from my touch
And I clung to blue
The only range of me and you

Folding over in effort and affection
Life drifted uneasy
Until it escaped around a corner
Out of my sight and lost to motion

Now the stars fill my sky
And my wishes hold the hope
That Blue is not all there is ~



Copyright © roxannegaebel [12-09-2009]