Great Salt Lake

Mountains jut from the vast smooth mirror of water.
Clouds are darkened and lightened by rays of cold sunlight.
Cattails grow and wave at passerby with golden streamers.
Ducks, cattle, and horses all wander in a fading filter of shadow and light.
Alternating parts of snow and grass unite to a graceful point in the grey sky.
Flaking paint on smokey wood leans in towards inevitable rest in the ground.

Adrenaline

You can hear your heart pumping with energy.
You can feel the electricity in the air with every intake of breath.
You can see every color bolder and brighter.
You can feel the control of everything succumbing to your will of motion in your hands.

I almost slipped and fell for you,
But caught myself and stood.
No way, no how, that's not my true choice.
A voice in my head, "Carry on". I would.

Forget-Me-Not

In a spread hand a white clover,
There's no saving now, not ever.
In other hand it's seemed to have caught,
A pleasant, sweet forget-me-not.

Dead leaves scamper across the floor,
There's no hoping for her anymore.
As tears fall, so does the dagger,
There's no saving now, not ever.

Awaken, bride, to sorrowed weight
Of sweet pea and deadly nightshade.
Why is fate so cruel as to give sight?
Now two will perish this one night.

There are things I could tell you,
But I doubt you'd understand,
Stories of my life,
But I don't think you'd comprehend.

First there would come shock,
Then the disappointment,
Followed by fear,
Then the curiosity,
And then to understanding you'd come near.

But already it's too far,
Too much,
I see the judgment in your eyes.
I take back what I said,
You see?
All hogwash. All lies.

That's why you'll never know.
I can't tell you.
You can't hear.
The fear of judgment is greater
Than any story I have here.

Ever crashing waves
Pounding land to sound through air.
Silence within them.

Close my eyes.
You disappear.
Eliminate emotion,
Eliminate the fear.
The darkness envelops me.
The darkness devours you.
The darkness calms me.
The darkness dis-empowers you.
I draw energy from the darkness
And fill it with light of my own.
Without any power over me
Your sight is overcome.
All imaginable power within these eyes.

A book.
A lifeless shell of words.
Words which have no meaning.
Words which have no purpose.
Words which have no value.
Words which have no use.
Words, which have no power.
Unless one is to read them and unleash what is behind it all.
Only they are able to let the beast escape from its prison of paper.
Only they are willing to let it use its true colors to paint an image in an open mind.
A reader is a powerful thing.