Drilling Holes
Drilling Holes
Date: May 6,2012
I crowd into this dungeon
Where chemicals scoop out the rot
From my brain. I lay flat bellied
Drool dripping from the jar
Inside the dream, my curtains are black. They are
Blowing, blowing, blowing, away the whispers from
My dead eyes. Dark stains puddle the carpet
And I laugh, weep, for no particular reason
I took hold the cup and sucked it dry
My mouth is fat and sated
So, I've no need for more thick black tar.
Else my tongue will turn bitter, bitter, bitter
Jealous of the instant coffee steaming from my cup.
It's poured, black, hot, and artificially sweetened
Perfect, to wash down the drone
Of jackhammers squealing false promises to my soul
The cobwebs have grown thick
Across the doors but I still hear the ocean's
Droning kiss through the cold of twilight fog.
It keeps whispering…goodbye, goodbye.
Seems my mouth has
Grown hair and I spit to expel
The poison. I dredge and dredge
Scooping flies from bile filled rivers.
And I lay here…mind swimming against the tide
Blowing thoughts past the window... in and out
In and out of the sunshine. Tidbits curl like lies
To a stranger and I hear the tap, tap, tapping
Of songs…the words long forgotten
La, la, la…whispers like a feather in the dark
Tickling my elbow. Someone's digging
Trying to wake my confessions.
Ghosts wail, behind these walls
Drilling holes two inches apart in my soul
And the wolves are at the door
Hose in hand…ready to siphon away my secrets
They scribble blood stains on their lined white pads
But, I look past them, refuse to unlock the door
Go away, go the hell away
I scream…can't you see my grave
Leave me to my brine and bone
I'd rather be alone. cause I don't want to know
Someone new. There's no new dress to wear
Out there on those empty streets
I'm naked here, and that's how I like it
My flesh is still hot from the iron
Can't you smell it….the heat?
My wounds whisper to you, leave us, leave us
Leave us to suffer in our cold dark vessel
But those damned vulture's just won't fly
Until they pry and pry, to steal away my words
Peck, peck, pecking…always pecking at my eyes
Trying to dig up my depraved soul
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Copyright © 2012 Leria Hawkins, All Rights Reserved
poem by Leria Hawkins
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Stay Here Forever
Stay Here Forever
Date: November 18,2012
I will remember you in soft pink dreams
Savoring you like honey; sweet, warm flavors on my tongue
And I'll taste the fullness of your fiery lips melting on mine
To the depths of my soul, I'll thrill to the songs of your feathered touch
And with each midnight turning, I'll lay twisting, yearning
Trembling as you steal my breath to keep as your own
Never leave me, my love…to battle the nights alone
Never, ever cease to spread your wings
To shield me from life's cruel clutch
Live! Scream your songs forever into my consciousness, my memories
For if you fade, I will cease to breathe
If you turn your eyes away, my essence will fail to be
I will relive you in my heart, my darling, my dancing ember
As you rage in me, a sea of flame scorching my soul
So lustful is your whispered intent, my love, so wanton your hunger
I listen, stone silent, straining to hear the urgent call of your desires
For I long for the perfect rhythm of your fevered sighs
Rewinding in slow sweet agony, the precious heat of your flesh on mine
Never turn from me, never my love, never
Do not break the bond that holds my heart in chains
For you are the key, the makings of my weakness, my fire
And I will perish in cold oblivion without your favor
Never leave me stranded, to shiver in the desert of dark despair
Stay with me forever, stay here…forever captured in my heart.
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Some Spit, Some Swallow
Some Spit, Some Swallow
Date: April 30,2012
I've way too much fury
Welled up inside that cramped dark hole
The rooms are small and empty
Except for the crashing waves
My soft brown thighs burn for the man
The one over there, with the fake smile and lying eyes
That door to door salesman, knocking on Saturday mornings
Selling gadgets that nobody needs
The poor cheap bastard
He'll never know how I steal his goods
Sucking down his every breath while he stands there ogling
I smile, and then vomit the bile of my own disgust
Yesterday, I rode out on a freshly painted dinghy
Ready to let the fish have a go at my heart
But, ha! I will have the last bitter laugh
As he gags on my glutted remains
As I am full of rot, and steaming pestilence
Spilling my flesh like a boil in summer's heat
Festered and ripe as the midday sun
All hot, puss filled and angry
So I say, come now if you dare
Take your chances and drink to have your fill
Eat, feast and be merry in the moment
As it is his grave that I dig…not mine
And when he stumbles and falls
I will be the only one to crawl from the decay
Prize in hand, smiling like tomorrow's sunshine
The holder of his best kept secrets
I will roll them around in a red velvet box
Then turn them loose for the world to see
And the world, will chew the cud and wonder of the taste
Some may spit, but most will swallow
I'll tell ya…it's all that fury, building up, year after year
That spoon feeds fire to the blind mouse
I watch him in his squirming, screaming orgasm
Then laugh as he scurries away in daylight fright
He has not left me weak or hungry
As I've binged on the potential of his fear
I light up another cigarette, breathe in the salt of his distress
Then, as the smoke curls from my cold red lips, I leave him…
With his pants down and the lights on
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Thread Lightly As You Go
Thread Lightly As You Go
Date: February 26,2012
Tread lightly on my heart, sweetheart
Speak soft, and gently go
For locked behind the walls of steel
The pain of sorrow grows
Locked within a rusty cage
A dream in pieces lies
Like diamonds of a moonlit night
Torn from the midnight skies
Whilst round and round, the whispers
Float gentle in the gloom
Just memories in a garden
Where once our passion bloomed
Time has laid to rest, my love
The blooming of my heart
In cold and lifeless slumber
It perished in the dark
Tread lightly, love…tread lightly
So fragile is the glass
Tis fraught with many fractures
And wounds of seasons past
The wind outside is ruthless
The days…so long and cold
A thief of bright tomorrow's
Stepped in to steal our gold
Like a puzzle left unfinished
A poem without an end
My passion's loosed and fraying
No soul to help it mend
Thread lightly, dear…thread lightly
Speak soft, and gently go
Leave only care and mercy
To tend the seeds you sowed
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Ode To My Gumption (Or Lack Thereof)
Ode To My Gumption (Or Lack Thereof)
Date: January 20,2012
I’ve written more prose, rhyme and drivel than I care to think
I’ve sang trite ballads of love and loss
Lamented of how you tore me from the sky
Then discarded me like a well smoked butt
And in between
I baked casseroles filled with our passions
Flambéed them with fire and tidbits of doubt
I slathered on oils of flattery, some sweetened, some spiced
Then dressed myself in finery to parade
On the thin ice of yesteryear’s dreams
I’ve stood in blizzards, decades long
Knocking on the door, but knowing damn well
I’d never be asked inside
I’ve sat down time and again, trying to pull my teeth
Scraping my innards dry in hopes of understanding
The words to the simplest songs
And, time and again, I’ve come up empty
“Dryer than a popcorn fart”, my grand maw would say
I’ve let the seasons roll on and over me
Cold, like winter rain
Never once putting my foot down
To dropkick the ball back into my court
Crazy, how love jacks the brain
Most of the time it seems a damn sight more torment
Than pleasure
Yet I’ve chased it like a dog for a bone
In hindsight, I have to ask
Where the hell did I leave my gumption?
Perhaps tied out in the rain, while I blubbered on of a broken heart
After all these years, one thing’s for certain
I could darn sure use some now and then
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Brine and Bone
Brine and Bone
Date: January 18,2012
When the current burns the air
Save for me the passion there
Beneath my breast the raging beat
Without your song is incomplete
Lift me from these crashing waves
To be your serf and wanton slave
Tis no finer place I seek
Than locked within your reveries
Hold me soft, from dusk till dawn
Through the night, with diamonds flung
And in the breaking of the day
Hold me closer, in the gray
Should I miss one moment’s breath
Besiege my soul a living death
Strike my eyes forever blind
Should you leave my voice behind
For every breath and every verse
Without your charms, would be a curse
I’d be naught, but brine and bone
Should your love, turn to stone
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Sweet Dreams
Sweet Dreams
Date: August 11,2012
Do not suffer as I sleep
When ‘cross my lips, a stillness creeps
As I will pass this way again
I have not died, I'm here my friend
Whispers of a passing breeze
Will bring to life sweet memories
And butterflies that softly land
Will be as I, to kiss your hand
Sweet as berries from the vine
You'll recall these lips of mine
I have not gone away in death
I did not breathe my final breath
Deep in your heart I shall remain
A joyful spark, an endless flame
So do not grieve when I have gone
I would not leave your heart alone
Spare the tears and sad goodbyes
As, I'll be here, when you close your eyes
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To You, To You
To You, To You
Date: March 13,2011
I give my heart, my soul, my world
To you, to you, to you
All of me, my everything
I give to you, to you
Whispers blowing in the wind
The skies of striking blue
All the fire that burns in me
I give to you, to you
The passion of my tender heart
Burns fast, and fierce and true
All the flames that I embrace
I give to you, to you
I give my words, my song, my verse
To you, to you, to you
All the magic of my dreams
I give to you, to you
Take my voice, my thoughts, my sighs
I give them all to you
Please harbor safe, my precious dove
This love I give to you
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Of Love and Parting
Of Love And Parting
Date: April 2,2010
For too long,
I have slept in the shadows of the truth
Forever hopeful for a path to the light
For years, I've felt the bitter sting
And suffered the cold hand of disappointment
So, take the breathless whispers,
The laughter, the honey-fused kisses…
I've drank too much bad water
It's left me broken… my spirit torn
I no longer wish to bathe in the well of heartache
Its love me tenderly, sweetheart…or set me free
There is no middle ground, no half measure
There is only my heart…the tender longing of my soul…
And the endless love I feel for you
So, if these gifts disappoint…
If I've failed to live up to your pride or fancy
Then please leave it be, moreover…leave me be
I don't need lustful banter, without the fire of passion
Or a stone cold heart offering but sorrow
The once coveted whispers, fall deaf upon my ears
And the night winds do little to soften the soul of a non-believer
Yesterday's flattery creeps like a slow poison
Leaving me overwrought and uneasy
While the renderings of today rain down on me, bitter and raw
My flesh has grown cold in the want for your touch
And my heart….hard… without the balm of love
Endless promises have offered only a vast emptiness
And have served to drive the cleave but deeper
Severing the vessel of my long held faith
We've ventured far on the wings of my desire…
Only to find ourselves at the end of our journey
Saddened to part…not as friends or as lovers
But as strangers, two ships, adrift on a lonely sea
Each running headlong to the point of no return
The fire has dwindled and burns low on the horizon
The night's have grown silent, no longer echoing soft your name
And while moonlit skies sparkle bright with bittersweet longing
The occasional shooting star streaks forth to remind me
Of a fire that burned fierce but died too soon
We've come to the end of this chapter
A crusade fraught with love, with passion…and with loss
Yet my history book would be flawed, imperfect without it
This passage, forever sacred to my heart is burned deep into memory
And as I lift the quill to pen the verses of a new tomorrow
I'll accept today's heartache as a lesson learned
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Copyright © 2010 Leria Hawkins, All Rights Reserved
poem by Leria Hawkins
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When Pablo Speaks
When Pablo Speaks
Date: July 10,2012
My mind to frolic, with words of Frost
Slides between and then is lost
Drifting ‘round to fellows long
My thirst is deep; desires strong
Filled with all that Maya says
Flits in and out my meddling head
And ah, when Pablo speaks of love
My heart's aflutter with pure white doves
Around the beat, who else but Poe
A deep dark place I've come to know
I stop to ponder the words worth
As if I've nursed them from their birth
I settle to hear the rambling brook
Where Gwendolyn baits my eager hook
Then ‘long comes Oscar, running wild
I listen like an eager child
When Langston paints his colored hues
His canvas fills my point of view
Not just the finest spinning me
To this state of flux and reverie
For verses drift from near and far
Forever reaching for the stars
Feeding on the gentle night
I languish in the word's delight
Finding rhyme from ‘neath the skin
The place where passion's settled in
To fill my cup, appease my soul
Till hunger's sated, fat and whole
The empty space behind my eyes
Is filled with life's sweet lullabies
And when at last, I lay to rest
I'm filled with cadence of the best
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poem by Leria Hawkins
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Lay Down In Ashes
Lay Down in Ashes
Date: February 18,2012
When green flies through the window
And love is on the ground
The morning dew is soundless
The sun cannot be found
When standing in the shadows
In the passing of a day
Whisper sweet my darling
If love can find the way
But if the sod is barren
The clay, cold and dry
My head will bend in sorrow
To see you passing by
Still, let the fire be nameless
The sparks burn to ash
Make haste into the sunshine
No time for looking back
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Copyright © 2012 Leria Hawkins, All Rights Reserved
poem by Leria Hawkins
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An Irish Mile
In my dream I walk in the times gone by
On the western edge of a heartbreak shore
Where sleep’s dark fears are howling ‘round
In the bitter bitter dark of a cold wet world
Near the edge of a cliff there’s an angry
crowd with hungry faces crowding around
’fear in their eyes when they hear the drum
In the bitter bitter dark of a cold wet world
The troops come on with bayonets fixed
Pushing the people to the mountain’s lip
A cry goes out as the first goes down
in the bitter bitter dark of a cold wet world
The troops move off in single file.
The Empire grows by an Irish mile.
A voice cries out from the rocks below in
the bitter bitter dark of a cold wet world
In my dream I walk in the times gone by
As close to the edge as my fears allow
in the air there's a prayer for pity and revenge
In the bitter bitter dark of a cold wet world
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The troops come on with bayonets fixed pushing the people to the mountain’s lip
In a dream I walk in the times gone by
On the western edge of a heartbreak shore
When sleep’s dark fears are howling ‘round
In the bitter bitter dark of a cold wet world
Near the edge of the cliff there’s an angry
crowd with hungry faces crowding around
’fear in their eyes when they hear the drum
In the bitter bitter dark of a cold wet world
The troops come on with bayonets fixed
Pushing the people to the mountain’s lip
A cry goes out as the first goes down
in the bitter bitter dark of a cold wet world
In my dream I walk in the times gone by
As close to the edge as my fears allow
in the air there's a prayer for pity and revenge
In the bitter bitter dark of a cold wet world
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Waiting To Become
Waiting To Become
Date: July 29,2010
I have waited here, long indeed
...waiting to become a poet
I have stumbled over and fell upon
Words that free fall from my mind
I have inked many pages
And tap, tap, tapped to siphon rhetoric
From my own dark soul¦
I have taken knife in hand
To carve blindly in the dark
Searching in vain for poetic verse
Or prose, or even song
I have twisted thoughts,
And drained memories
I have stolen from friend and foe
Pilfering letter by letter
Secrets, fantasies and unspeakable acts of debauchery
I dug a grave to lost love
Cut down trees of indifference
And swam the river of denial
I have traveled far and searched wide
Climbing the highest mountain of despair
Just to sprinkle moon dust over sleeping giants
I sliced my wrist and bled poison on the leaf
All for the chance
To run my fingers through the golden hair of success
I have killed and died,
At the altar of my own naivety
I have lied, been deceived, and have coveted the gifts of others
I have waited, long indeed
...waiting to become a poet
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Copyright © 2010 Leria Hawkins, All Rights Reserved
poem by Leria Hawkins
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The Indelible Word
The Indelible Word
Date: March 29,2012
I'll travel into tomorrow
With two poems in my pocket
And a cold beer in my hand
Knowing, as I've always known
That you cannot love
Yet, I cling fast to keep my muse alive
It is not "you" that I love so doggedly
It is the pain of your denial that wrings my heart
And drives me to your door time and time again
Groveling for words that scorch my soul
It is not your lips, your hair, your taste
That fuels the passion trapped within
It is merely your indifference that sends me frantic
To the inbox for one more insult
One more chance to fire up the furnace and fling venom across the lines
Love was never in the cards for us
Lust…definitely was, but never love…even in the simplest form
You are far too hard, and I, too wary for such as that
You enjoy the cold steel of the blade and I…the cut
Both gleaning a selfish pleasure from the pain
So remember my dear, with your final smear
You cannot scar me; or bleed me out beneath your shame
Never, will I break…beyond the retaliation of words
Where I will have the last laugh…the final indelible verse
With your secrets spilt to the world
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Anne, Oh Anne
Anne, oh Anne how you bleed
Your veins scream of rain
Confessions fading on the leaf
Your pain spilt on the grain
Candy from their little jars
Inebriates your muse
Dark and light stirred inside
Your breath exhaled, confused
In your room, dark and cold
A blade held to your soul
Carves the niche of memories
That walls could never hold
Voices drip in cold thin lines
Crawling slow to death
Maggots eat away the will
To steal your final breath
Vapors warm and black as night
Seep in to snuff the flame
And lays to rest the whispering winds
That you tried so hard to tame
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Incantation
A white well
In a black cave;
A bright shell
In a dark wave.
A white rose
Black brambles hood;
Smooth bright snows
In a dark wood.
A flung white glove
In a dark fight;
A white dove
On a wild black night.
A white door
In a dark lane;
A bright core
To bitter black pain.
A white hand
Waved from dark walls;
In a burnt black land
Bright waterfalls.
A bright spark
Where black ashes are;
In the smothering dark
One white star.
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Sipping Secrets
Sipping Secrets
Date: February 5,2012
I inhaled the splendor of his song
Drank the secrets capped with foam
Reveled in a fleeting breeze
To sip the nectar of his tease
I harbored hope, when there was none
Joined the games, just for fun
But soon I felt, trapped and tied
Prisoner to the fire inside
Forever hard to let it go
While warming by the golden glow
My heart is prone to giving in
Lured by passion to his sin
A bad boy dressed in stainless steel
Never allowed to see or feel
Living by another's creed
Still trying to find what he believes
The nights so cold, they froze my soul
Tied me to his whipping pole
And fire alone just seems to chill
With nothing more to haunt or thrill
So many seasons pass me by
But I won't fret, or waste a cry
Mistakes I've made are all my own
I've always known where I belong
The passion warms, while it last
A moment's fun, in the past
I know ahead, the dawn awaits
But, still the sun…won't see me break
I'll keep the whispers of his song
All the memories, I still own
No one can take my dreams away
They'll see me through the shades of gray
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Burn Baby Burn
Burn Baby Burn
Date: January 15,2012
I’m burning myself in the midday sun
While shielding my soul
And pretending to run
Yet, I’m still holding on
When I should let go
It’s a strange paradox
So hot, yet so cold
I’m lost in the chant of a cold winter rain
And yet I keep listening
Though it’s causing me pain
I keep holding my breath
While waiting to see
If my life will move on
And where it’ll take me
I’m so tied to emotions
That I try to forget
But, try as I might
I’m forsaken as yet
Why do I still cling
To this cold barren dream
When it’s full of illusions
And cruel heartless schemes
I search for my muse
In the wind and the rain
But my hands are left empty
And my soul is left drained
Seems I can’t turn the page
With this hole in my heart
It just doesn’t make sense
I still hide in the dark
I keep asking myself
My question the same
Why keep rolling the dice
When I’m losing the game
Why do I continue
To offer my heart
When I know that it’s useless
There’s no fire in the spark
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I Will Rise
I Will Rise / DRAFT
Date: June 27,2012
We have lost the warmth of flames
Stifled by the silence of our secrets
As quietly as we came to touch
We let go the hand that held us
No one knew the flutters of my heart
Or discerned the fever of my desires
Only for you, I spoke in whispers
Only for you, your secrets kept
But as the sun rose on our history
I was burned by the flames of disdain
And as I searched for you, spoke your name aloud
I was answered by the lips of a stranger
I stood brave as the sun melted away before my eyes
Numbing me in the heartbreak of resignation
My hopes dashed as I laid down our whispers
Freeing them to dissolve into your shadow
I am still reeling in bittersweet confusion
Struggling to see the light beyond the clouds
Time, so cruel, has stolen my sighs
Revealing to me, a treasure, no more than fool's gold
I held my breath for you, sang to open fields of silence
I stood alone on the shore to watch you play in the distance
Creeping close, in the veil of secrecy, to speak to you in whispers
My heart hopeful for a chance to understand
But as I stood eye to eye with my undoing
I saw the truth that I refused for a decade long
Dispassionate eyes drilled cold and hard into my soul
I found no lover, no ally, no friend
Your refuse was my treasure, sweetheart
Your plaything…my heart
Though I bleed, I refuse to sink beneath the stones of my sorrow
And I will not allow shallow waters to drown me
I will make my way to the shore, and stand on my own two feet
I will find my voice, my passion, amid the debris
I will gather my fire, and I will sing again…
I will sing again…
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poem by Leria Hawkins
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A Thousand Miles
A Thousand Miles
Date: September 19,2012
I thought we were at home
Under the roof we share
I totally missed the signals
I thought that you were there
I didn't see you whisper
Or turn your heart away
I was so busy, being busy
That I thought we were okay
I thought the bed we shared
Was home enough for you
I didn't see the struggle
That you were going through
You say I leave you lonely
Those words still break my heart
Because, I thought we were at home
Not a thousand miles apart
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poem by Leria Hawkins
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