Diminish

So eloquent and troubled.
How deep the pool must sink.
The surface never rippled.
Never stuttered.
You never blinked.
And in our hearts we took to you.
Like water from the wine.
As thirsty disciples we followed.
Dedicated.
Yet out of time.
Now as you crumble into nothing.
As the mask begins to fall.
We hold you even higher.
And hang your heart up on the wall.

08/02/202304/02/2023 by Mark Ryan Categories: angels, eyes, waterTags: angels, diminish, disciple, eyes, fade, heart, poem, Poetry, pools 2 Comments

A Matter of urgency

A slow decline.
That pushes our fingers to the edge.
To find a place more sublime.
Than the tapping keys forever misplaced.
For these bones will crumble, fall and fade.
While the universe will keep on spinning.
Its murky waters in which to wade.
Find the end of that new beginning.
Your fast ascent.
Existence spent.

18/08/202102/08/2021 by Mark Ryan Categories: end, fate, lifeTags: bones, computers, decline, fade, fall, gone, poem, Poetry, rhyme, space, universe, work Leave a comment