Day 81 - Steep Steps

Steep Steps

What a nice set of stairs you say?

Well you haven't had my day

You see in their wooden perfection

They hurt you section by section

First of all they are much too steep

To make it up one must leap

Secondly if you do not make it

They are so hard you cannot fake it

You can only scream out in pain

While climbing these stairs in vain

Perhaps after everything is said and done

There is one thing that they make fun

Sliding down that steep railing

Always makes for smooth sailing

Day 10 - Deep Darkness

Deep Darkness

Where did you put the light, love?

I am trying to gradually, this darkness shove

Past shadows that seemed to have swallowed it away

All my breathing labored and this is hard to say

Once you stood behind me with a light

And lying together we spent the night

I am trying to respect the surrounding quiet

After all how could I do anything to belie it?

Yet sorcerer's play need no longer deceive

You are the traitor, in whom I once could believe

But as said before you stole my light

And now I am in a world of endless night

You will come in and show me the lesser shadows there

And once more I will be convinced that you care

About how I travel through emotional times

How many of these verses are truly your rhymes?

You were my muse, my inspiration

All the notes in my songs of true elation

But now I see that you are the dark

Even if your voice is as sweet as that of the lark

You have me feeling cold and lost

I am bruised, from being too many times tossed

I will be better once from memories you have flown

So I now journey through this darkness alone

Day 9 - Symmetrical Scene

Symmetrical Scene

Winding and twisting down deep below

Have you foreseen where you might go?

Lightness and whiteness can now find you

However, have you searched of late behind you?

No instead you pad deeper

Far from the daylight and bright windowsill

Frozen in time is shadow and light

From above the morning and below the night

Unmarked territory brings you to new conclusions

Though you never fear for any such confusions

Turning that corner, you know not what you shall see

The sharp turns have become masks of mystery

Squared off corners show make-believe order

But sight is after all the cleverest sorcerer

It coaxes the mind to see all the gentle and good

So some days we miss danger, though before us it stood

Shining and openly quite malicious

Though our eyes disguise it as sugary bliss

Now you have been warned as I said before

Curiosity beckons you deeper; dare you take one step more?