Whispers of Dreams (A Poetic Collection)

Whispers of Dreams

  (A Poetic Collection)

  By

  Alexia Purdy

  Whispers of Dreams

  (A Poetic Collection)

  This is a work of fiction. All characters and events portrayed in this collection are fictitious and are products of the author’s imagination and any resemblance to actual events, locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

  Copyright © February 2012 Alexia Purdy

  All rights reserved

  Cover Art by Book Graphics

  This book is dedicated to all the writers, readers and artists. May your light shine on for all in the world to bask in and become inspired, for always.

  Whispers of Dreams

  (A Poetic Collection)

  Thorns

  I remember flowers,

  Where only thorns grow now.

  Of placid times, where only rhymes,

  Would ever run afoul.

  For your face, like a grace,

  Which never came to me.

  Simple splinter, now embedded

  In my memory.

  Broken Wing

  There is nothing like a broken wing,

  To fail you in a flight.

  And nothing like the pain it brings,

  That robs your sleep at night.

  Yet birds, no pity, for themselves feel,

  When lying next to death.

  Not one tear do they shed,

  While losing their last breath.

  While I Wait…

  Fate,

  So sensitive to every move we sway.

  Love,

  So fragile to every word we say.

  Time,

  A fire that consumes the day.

  And hate,

  Swallows us in for pay.

  Life,

  Can you feel me washing away?

  And Death,

  So certain that you will stay.

  Hope,

  So compressed in the faraway.

  But Me,

  I guess I’ll be okay.

  No Pain

  I see your face,

  In every place.

  A lingering memory,

  Like a poltergeist.

  Never allows me peace,

  Never let’s go.

  I can hear your voice,

  Still lingering in my ear.

  Never lets me hear,

  Anything else.

  Your scent all over the room,

  Like an embedded thorn,

  Which never comes out.

  I can’t remember,

  When there was no pain.

  A Lonesome Place

  I find your heart a lonesome place

  Engulfed within a fruitless waste

  The pulse of a thousand cells

  Left loneliness inside your hell

  Dark, dank and rancid sick

  Lost a heartbeat silver quick

  Danced once more in turbulence

  Fractured love’s impetulance

  Escape’s my only thought of late

  Fear and hope initiates

  Down the hall of loathsome doom

  Out the door to shining moon

  To breathe again the air and light

  Shaking off this cloak of night

  Waters Deep

  You're the heat of summer

  In winter's embrace...

  The life force

  In the night of death

  My heart that beats

  In my chest

  The crimson blood

  Streaming in my veins

  You are like breath

  In waters deep

  Like liquid sugar

  In my sleep

  I ache to find

  A way to you

  To synchronize

  Right into

  The same space

  You occupy

  Into your arms

  I ache to lie.

  Deny me,

  I am sure to die

  Siphoning

  Your entity

  Deeper still

  Inside of me

  A part of you,

  Which I now to keep

  Safe within

  My troubled sleep

  Candied Sin

  I can hold you in my arms

  Feeling your soul’s embrace

  I can make it hard to breath

  Standing face to face

  Lips of sweetest candied sin

  Wisps of thoughts ignite within

  Makes the hours infinite

  Observations intricate

  Touch of skin, heat and lace

  Skimmed upon a jaded face

  Into your depths, here I go

  Swept into my very soul.

  Immobile

  I was lost but found myself

  In the middle of a mass

  Observing all like mysteries

  Which dodge me as they pass.

  I sit by, anonymous

  Quite silent and unknown.

  Such relief in secrecy,

  For a moment of my own

  What could be said of me,

  If I were on display?

  For everyone to pick on through,

  With all their bias ways.

  Here sits my tiny spirit,

  Encased within my wall.

  An island of myself within,

  Invisible to all.

  Light

  I feel your light

  So deep inside

  I feel your pain

  December rain

  Just disappear

  Into the rear

  Left behind

  No one’s to find

  Inside

  Inside me lies the end.

  Inside, hidden in the dark

  Unlock this virulence,

  That threatens to embark.

  Pain runs in my veins,

  Envelopes my brain.

  Like vultures and prey,

  In the end of days.

  Nowhere can I stay,

  Standing too still.

  No place ever safe,

  No place to fill.

  I can feel it,

  The sadness of me.

  Dwindling within,

  Apparitions of empty.

  Where did I go?

  Never memorized.

  Disappeared in you,

  Never realized.

  Memory Blitz

  I heard a distant breeze,

  Whispering your name.

  I looked at him, he looked at me,

  Then on my way again.