Waterfall

 

 

Crisp waterfall
Glistening
Shimmering

 

like a deluge of uncut diamonds
all dazzling
the kind of priceless treasures that could never be valued
Never be calculated

 

Validated by hope
by a faith that had long since been vanquished

 

but never forgotten

 

a sanctuary of Crystalline diameters
free of parameters

 

vast ocean of concentrated riches
halfway house of replenishment
this fountain of embellishment refreshes

 

lessens the ache
pays respects at the wake
and with delicate fingertips presses

 

wide awake now
smiles no longer so easy to fake now

 

but then why would one try
feel it vital to lie
when pride is no longer at stake now

 

for it cleanses
deep in the pores it adores
and its bedside manner is splendid

 

never once is its rally upended

 

this heavenly body
wouldn’t hear of such folly
as it’s not here to take inventory

 

will not hear of the latest sob story

 

no rasp in its tone
as it grasps to the bone
births its essence within
raising hope to full grown

 

skin becomes shadow
a veneer
insincere
every ventricle narrows
just to play puppeteer

 

hold it close for caress
like a Geisha’s silk dress
and through all its kind clinging
I can hear angels singing

 

chorus line impolitely declines
a treaty that’s already been signed
it has found technicality
in surrendered vitality
and won’t see its defendant robbed blind

 

so crisp
this Waterfall

so brisk
the shortfall

 

to a bed of pale lilies
flecked in dust and grey ash
intent not on prising a gash

 

vicious geyser of blood
not a drop of which spills
as the daintiest hands have a view to this kill
and are chancing both arms to embalm

 

formaldehyde fancy
this divine necromancy
breathes life where there’s death
before kissing each breath

 

steals away what’s already been lost
and with diamonds its sweet lips are glossed

 

a mezzanine of frozen teardrops dispersed
such is its thirst to devour

 

spitting out rotten cores
through each highly strung pore

 

like the first day of sales
end of days now prevailed

 

as this diamond white galleon sets sail

 

destination

Unknown

 

as the sea has its secrets
but wherever she chooses to blow

 

I shall coast on each wave
to my diamond strewn grave
just to feel each crisp waterfall flow

 

 

 

GREY KEEPER FRAME

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