Author: Andy Adkins

There is music in your eyes,When saccades dart away & nighTo focus rhythmic minds with timeThen play dreams with lullabies.Watching blinks is listening to winksWith drawn out wonders singing complyBleating hearts to patterned erosI am counted amongst the mirroring chorus.Well lit by resilience,But battered, chipped, & muddy.Your silence tones kindled brillianceIn tuned glances to renew […]

Presence doesn’t blind, but personas drown me. Your memories stitched dreams played only onceBy threadbare consumed survival questions. Quiet approaches write mirror context With entrained recall of youth built promise Seen as fancy but clear as remedy For daylight fashioned stood even eyesAssembling calm sharpened agency.

Time wantonly castigates perfection In saddeningly cold reflection;Change is incomprehensive to illusion.Growth outpourings devil diminutionStood frank & awful across tabled eyesWet from agency repressed by surprise.Life binds fancies of everyday madnessAs if bored by knowing what escape is.When stung, defensive minds enact crueltywhile persuaded hope envisions duty.

As if trained telementationally. Impeccable and broken similesMismatch performed duties like destinies;Molting ached disasters from hidden primeMottles rare reflections measured by time.For identities promised in mirrorHappiness enjoins its brightness nearer Than floor struck pitfalls ended commonly.

Plaintive horns thinned gold promised by middayAs Jealousy’s salacious deception.Seated high in shielded misdirectionAn honor penned smile drove quickly away.Recognition rarely decides contextsPrefixed by unmitigated sadnessDrawn to kiln, but unwound for love’s purpose.Witnessed chasms need unbridged momentsBecause unknowns are not restorativeWhen begun alone & stung by misreadingClairvoyance as reasoning predictiveLike renewed hues ready-made for judging.

Where bundled ambition tugs sentiments,Cornering quiets objectivity.Its cruel urgency sorts dyad remnants To envision cages carved from allureAs if preening hangs curiosityFrom pedestals encircling demur.

Steadfast tongues spend voids on memoriesIn conscious rhythms linking historiesWith thoughts willed in place by impermanence.Time lengthens and shortens their convenienceAs forgotten resistance to hazards.The journey to meaning rolls out in yardsTo exhaust & retire bygone tumultsSeparating tears from smiling results.

Darkened resemblance awakened columnsAppearing between cover-grown fountainshappily arranged as sticky meadows.Entwined appetites smother adorned ease.First climbing curls entangling canopies,Then falling fattened by warm innocenceTo the round gallops accomplishing ageLike quick stop reminders strung atop clouds.

Scavengers devour survival forewords.Their cutaways brighten lashed reflectionWith groaning banners in tongue sown courtyards.Wild uproar sounds unruly auditionFrom fast distressed lips as woeful prelude.Forlorn wisdom is a contradiction Fathering misguided ineptitudeUnsweetened by eloquent courtesy.In it pale moments languish thoughtlessly‘Till adroit learning garlands destiny.

Fond companions nest brutality between cloudsOn sharp tacks copied by time & sails.Moonlit & sun-worn until murmuring slowed,Sympathetic travelers aroused swellsTo shower and balm grief with turbulent praise.Like conspicuous torrents,Mercy steamed wantonness overboardAvoiding prow loss, misdirection, and puzzlementsWhere biography compasses precise stewards.