Stark ?

Quietness in dark
not looking to see,
really space to park
wanders in dark sea.
No light no spark
no beats from a hurt
travails at still dark
still light head not alert.

Death is familiar edge
although few knew,
emotionless an empty ledge 
time turns a-skew.
Each day told the pledge
His strength he drew,
morphs a blooming hedge. 
A mustard seed, grew

that empty heart,
was not all that dim.
Reality once a depart
drew you back from rim.
We'll permanently be apart.
In dark in light not in dirt,
the few who truly knew,
your mind always pert.

Fall Alone

Fall Moon 2013 ©Sharon Rose

This ‘Golden’, moon of falling

So beHolden, ageing &blurry

she is Bolden, most of calling

in the fall, flowers bury.

 

In waiting, prayer a calling

Spinning, waiting no hurry

she is Golden, sits stalling

in the fall, leaves scurry

 

ego ‘Holden’, nearly appalling

mind racing, winding flurry

she is Golden, not enthralling

in the fall, heart is in ‘fiery

 

This ‘Golden’, Moon of falling

lips kissing, a tasting’ curry

she is ‘Golden’, still NO lolling

in this fall, she is spurry

 

no ‘Mate to embolden, Moon is falling

dearheart missing, others too surly

she is ‘Golden’, at coast my da’lling

in this fall, too heartfelt too scarry

 

In pacing, this life too petrifying

dearheart missing, forever been early

she is ‘Golden’, toasting& scarring

fall, praying, your search, will miscarry