Francois Bergh
where lost words come to rest in pieces…Archive for May, 2012
Amiss
In rain and tears,
Before your door,
I heard your laughter
There no more…
The only sound -
A lonely din
Of broken hearts
In broken sin…
I stayed a while
And prayed for you -
For that was all
That I could do…
I could not knock
To let you know -
I turned around -
I could not let it show…
Checkmate
These ramparts are deserted -
The battlements abandoned -
Wandering these empty halls
Are ghostly memories…
The kingdom is in shambles -
Its castle lies in ruins -
Skyward spires are no more -
The flag is gone for good…
The mighty king has fallen -
Lost along with grace -
Since his queen had vanished -
Lost without a trace…
Breaking point
I swam through tsunamis
And flew through tornadoes -
I floated on landslides
And surfed on volcanoes -
I balanced through earthquakes
And volleyed with asteroids -
I danced in the hail storms
And caught solar flares…
But when the penny dropped at last
It gently crushed my soul…
Final night
Find me on horizons
Where the sun goes down;
Chasing after daylight
That’s clinging to your gown;
Slipping from my fingertips
As I keep falling down -
Tumbling through mirages
Like an epileptic clown,
I’m waiting for this final night
When I will surely drown…
Delicious carving
Turned to wood;
A heart notched good -
Deliciously carving
To sanctity’s starving;
One more groove
To set the mood -
Those words in stone
Belie the tone
When one last time
You say goodbye…
