Sunday, August 25, 2013

The way I’m meant to be...



The way I’m meant to be...


 "All we are is all we are,"
these echoes resonate straightaway beyond the vague
It took a long while to get here, awaken in the dream,
embrace the wound, can’t fix the way I’m meant to be


Somehow I just don't believe it
I’m just drowning out here caught in the rain
Hear a gentle pitter-patter dripping light
yet flood the tears unbridled reign


"How on earth did he get so jaded? "
…the little bird heard it once said;
whispered from a very near yet very far distance,
thought out loud, casually breathed unsaid


Silent words streak white hot
through the mind’s fiery frictions sleight,
like a burning comet’s sweltering resistance
throughout the journey, atmosphere’s cosmic flight


This weight from a world fighting gravity
is too much for these broken wings to fly away
Just unhook the leash, where I'm meant to be
release me back unto mother earth's fields,


whither birds fly upward over the mountain
where wild dogs run free…

© Harlon Rivers ...2013

Thursday, August 15, 2013

Found and Lost


Found and Lost


Dappled moonlight wanes
collides the passing clouds,
found and lost
the circle never ends

missed beginnings found
broke down breathless;
a whole lifetime lost waiting upon
for to feel the real life begin

moon beams burn
right through this skin,
rouse my soul light
shines unto this land and sea

some kind of chains
are holding me down
spirits chatter in high places
never meant anybody harm

accidental crashing
into a hopeless life
runaway now sensibilities
ere bring you to your knees ...

seasons change
from whence it came
how can you take this losing hand
and ever make it win?


Harlon Rivers

Jimmy Cliff performing "Many Rivers To Cross" 


Friday, August 2, 2013

Fallen Angel Rising




Follow the dark cloud seducing the celestial azure
through the vivid midnight barrenness
Luna’s tempest storm seeds the sipping clouds
by casting star dust to and fro


There’s a naturally flowing cadence in the unsettling breeze
releasing a pulsing rhythm beneath the moon
setting high in the heavens
Wide open eyes scanning the distant horizon,
across the sea of a sleepless storm


The Angels of mercy shedding their healing tears
like cleansing raindrops steeping compassion
A delicate shadow swings symmetrically from a rope pendulum ;
cloud bursts' lilt purging under the sky’s summer rain


Supernal heavens flood down in a drenching suffusion
cathartic immersion, mending souls shine clean
Dreamfully painted heart of gold
dawning under tomorrow’s kaleidoscopic rainbow


 © harlon rivers  July, 2013 ...Third Quarter Moon  23 day(s) old
Aaron Neville ~ It feels like rain