canary dreams

the heartless moon stares
across a sea of shining black
while the relentless monotone
of ceaseless blacksmiths
hammer emotions
into begging bowls.

weary desires reach out
to stone the mirror
shattering reflections
to free shards of dreams
piercing my heart
in blue pain.
wisps of haze
escape tender wild lips
laced with the desire
of bitter nicotine
in erupting spirals
of dazzling tungsten.

searing songs of soothing silence
i penned so long ago
gazing the vista
of blossoms in sunshine
the lingering waves of myriad mirages
in wavy curtains of spring rain;

that once danced your brown eyes...