of gates and pleading

gates that guard the ocean

standing tall

and daring me

strong 

of iron

wrought

in fire

hot

from coals

that burn 

eternally.

my fate

to enter

through these gates

the ocean's vastness

open please

i call

but nothing happens

so i bid it

once again

open please

but it stands there

strong and tall

i fear the gates

their silence

piercing

blocking out

ocean's call

open please

i bid again

they stand there

mocking me

and so i turn

in fury

turn again

to face 

my newfound enemy

i yell

open now

they stand there

silent they

stare at me

and so i cry out

open now

and still

they stand there

sullenly

i wrap my fingers

round the rails

and shake the gates

with all my might

and scream out

open open open!

but still

they do not heed 

my call

open open open OPEN!

i plead my case

but then i fall

OPEN

open

open

open

black indifference

stands its ground

my futile tries

seem foolish now

for though i tried

was not enough

a gate is mindless

it pays no mind

to beatings

words

heartfelt screams

gates see nothing

but have a lock

for just one key

which i have not.

-D.B.
4/2/2014

my seaglass i'll not find on these sands

my seaglass i'll not find on these sands
just rocks of many hues:
some are bland
some are pretty
but none compare with you.
my seaglass i'll not find on these sands
for mine is a brilliant blue
and though i have found
some red, green and brown,
still none of them are you.
my seaglass i'll not find on these sands
for here is naught but rubble.
the shores from our past
wash away as I walk;
they cannot bring me you.
my seaglass i'll not find on these sands
but behold, far off in the distance,
there's a blue softened shard
the waves of time sculpted
and that one, yes that one, is you.

-D.B.
8/28/2013

Thowback #8: Words from your past

I want you to look at this
on a day far away
you know that tomorrow
is different from today.
My past will go by,
your future is here,
and there'll be things gone
that we once held dear.
Now look to the future,
eye quickly the past,
and cherish each moment
till you breathe your last.

-D.B.
3/5/2009

moment.

there comes a moment when
you realize how you loathe
the life you've come to live
the responsibilities you hold.
there comes a moment when
you throw your hands up high
tell the air you're done
and watch the world go by.
there comes a moment when
you put your head back down
and mutter to yourself
that there's no time to drown.
there'll come a moment when
it will be worth the fight
so until then i pray
that soon i'll see the light.

-D.B.
2/21/2013

fear

paralyzed by fear
tearing at the seams
the future crashes down
shattering this dream

-D.B.
2/21/2013