Random thought of my day

My muse… she inspires me yet, even tho’ with every breath she damns me.

London Rain

London Rain
by Jonas Hyde

Twilight’s tears pelt against the panes of my eyes.

For you I weep on this eve my love,
listening to the sound of London rain.

The pouring,
streaming sleet outside,
dances in concert with my own rivers of sorrow.

It was said when somebody knows you,
there is no comfort like that,
well you know me best,
and losing you is no comfort at all.

Then it was said when somebody needs you,
there is no drug like that,
well I need you now,
need you to take away my pain.

The night’s gale sings as she hears our tale,
the tale that has made us both cry,
the tale of our lives.

Yes this evenfall shall be the darkest of all,
yet in that lonely solitude the rain’s rhythm intones what my soul feels…

Nothing heals me like you do.

O’ Brother

O’ Brother
by Jonas Hyde

“O’ brother where art thou?”
a line of mirth true,
tho’ my pain is known by so few.
Can you hear me now?
Its been fore’er and a night more since I have talked with you.

Are you with me?
They say you are,
yet you feel so far,
lost memories I nearly can no longer see,
the wound of your death leaving this deepest scar.

When you were here we cried together,
but now I simply cry on my own,
surviving the added pain I am glad you had ne’er known,
for while you walk through the nether,
I walk this world alone.

To share your fate,
to steal your end,
my soul I would spend,
so my pain would abate
and my wounds mend.

For you once wrote of time,
and how it cures all,
yet it has not tamed the tempest of my torment’s squall.
And since to join you would be sin’s crime,
I must suffer for the long haul.

Since you have been gone,
I have tried to live as you would want,
tho’ fumbling through life as if an idiot savant.
And tho’ I try to welcome each new dawn,
in my nights your vestige still haunts.

So I call to you on this eve,
come visit me once more.
So we can speak of times of yore.
Because to this day for you I still grieve,
as you o’ brother I shall foe’er adore.

Random thought of my day

There are two sides to you I see,
one everyday,
and one you keep so far, far away…

Google, Epic Fables, and Seraph’s Song

Just a quick update for those of you keeping track.  Seraph’s Song: The Epic Fable of Sister Sera is currently ranked #3 on Helium under the Poetry: Fables topic.  You can show your support by viewing the work here.

Also, on Google, if you search by the term: epic fable, Sister Sera is among the chart toppers.

Helium is a large site, and throughout the history of poetry, there have been many great works that could be considered epic fables, so both events are decent internet accomplishments.

Thanks for any and all support -

J/H