Haunting Melody of Solitude
Ash smolders from the end of a curious bribe
Unwinding the stress of an endless day in smoke
Carrying numbness into the night breeze on white fingers
Rings of precarious exhale, finite at the edges of a statuesque stare
The storm has passed, leaving calm to clear the clutter unaware
As if the judgment of time given sentence in lingering discontent
The air sings in homage to an unrelenting resonant
Heavy, as the breast of fate, arrested mid scream
Nothing will appear as it shall seem, nothing can be found
Least of all, in summer scents and rain rebound
The windings of the wind relinquish sound and soul
Find my mind afloat, at rest of weary disposition
Caveat the predawn mist of August, summer’s promise sighs
And breeze, oh please the emptiness ascends so wise
Then sing a peaceful hum that I may snuff the burning night
And be within the arms of slumber’s lullaby tonight
Copyright Kkh 8/19/09
