Love come rescue

Survived, 4am; too tired to see the world for what it was.
Slipping into the cracks and shadows that fill my eyes.
Too numb to notice that I couldn’t notice you.
Standing with arms outstretched like wings.
The bird that always had strength to fly.
That slipped into the open wounds and found our hearts.
It patches us up now, flitting inside our skin.
Pulling feathers over broken bones.
It does not notice the cartilage cage it builds up around itself.
A prison to its good intentions.
It too now needs help, to lift up and soar again.
Love, please come rescue us.
Make us fit to fly and leave this place.
With only fallen feathers to show we were here at all.

30/03/202201/03/2022 by Mark Ryan Categories: birds, love, rescueTags: art, birds, bones, cage, drunk, eyes, free, help, love, poem, Poetry, rescue, shadows, skin 7 Comments

Intertwine

The after-burn of lust sees your soul coil around me.
Tunnelling my desperate thoughts up into the sky.
It is a beautiful flowered prison that I daren’t shake free.
A circled decision giving me reasons not to cry.

27/12/202123/12/2021 by Mark Ryan Categories: heaven, love, soulTags: art, circle, coil, flowers, free, freedom, happy, heaven, love, lust, poem, Poetry, prison, sky, soul 2 Comments

Ontogenesis

Eyes emptying themselves of pain.
Little pearls etched on skin.
Human rain.
I honoured my feelings.
(God knows this)
He watched as I stood for love and truth.
But my survival was determined partly by chance events.
The sound of distant drums that called to me.
The paradox of being set free.
And trapped by circumstance.
As you turned away, I turned to you.
It was all I could, to catch my breath.
Like a swimmer turning their head.
The words landing like bombs on my heart.
The silent words, that you never spoke.
Just letting me depart.
Now I breathe deeper.
With this dignity to drape across my soul.
In the quiet solitude I find it fits me well.
Cocooning my deeds.
That will burst forth.
Freeing this butterfly, from its spider’s web.

31/08/2021 by Mark Ryan Categories: butterfly, escape, loveTags: butterfly, escape, evolve, free, freedom, growth, hurt, lost, love, ocean, poem, Poetry, sea, strenght, strong Leave a comment