anguish, desire, longing, lonliness, Poetry, sleep, weep
In Poetry on January 14, 2008 at 7:43 pm
Sleep Watcher
by Jonas Hyde
Darkened room you lie,
through the veil I watch you.
Breathing soft and harmonious,
I count each swing of your pendulum.
Warmth radiates from your soul,
blanketing my own cold body.
Scent and hair lay soft ‘pon thy pillow,
entrap my heart this eve.
You sleep whilst I weep,
knowing this moment will soon end.
Hours pass by as seconds,
dripping sand into our eyes.
‘Morrow’s morn you shall rise
and I shall be alone once more.
Sleep this night through my love,
for my gaze is fixed ‘pon you.
longing, lonliness, love, Moment, Muse, Poetry, solitude, sorrow
In Moment with a Muse, Poetry on December 31, 2007 at 2:18 pm
The Long Walk
by Jonas Hyde
Home is where the heart is,
or so the angels say,
but my heart is with you my love,
and you are so far away.
Is there reason for our rhyme
I questioned once,
but now I question all the time.
I tread alone,
the curse and cross I want not to bear,
taking each step,
while dripping a tear.
The long walk started with a breath,
and will end not with destination of place,
but with the finality of my soul’s hope and death.
I long for you,
but you are so far away,
so I will start my long walk,
and cry alone for you tomorrow and a day.