A Year Put to Rest


One more year

The worst thus far

My heart rejected

The soul dejected


Except the summer

On borrowed time

When chance sprang like

The new spring sprung


But as the fall

Grew ever closer

The love once shared

Became one-sided


My hope remains

As faith unfounded

Blooded stains

Protect unbounded

Clearing Rubbish


Bits of rubbish left behind

Tossed aside like I was

For something ‘better’

Thrown to the wayside

I pick up the pieces

Collect them in a bin

Staring at them

Pining for the past

With nowhere

To empty the can

Should I leave it be

Accept my burdened fate

Or embrace the refuse

Knock over the receptacles

Of hurt heart shards

And live among them

Sculpting garbage art

From the remnants

Of unrequited love

Clearing Flotsam

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Clouds of dark grey

Hang heavy over dreary loss

Blocking light’s true path

The rat race thickens

Warm respite not to be had

With futures in flux

Hopes are memories still held

Unrequited love

Haunts the waking life

Arresting the sense of self

A ship full of ghosts

Amongst flotsam and jetsam