Astray

Love is open,
I am closed,
Cheap is my token,
Of negatives exposed.


I've run away,
Sunk into the pain,
Hoping I pray,
For a summer rain.

My tears hard,
Eyes squeezed,
Mind barred,
Nothing pleased.

Against my memory,
I smash the wall of time,
It won't let me be,
I can't see the sublime.

That I was supposed to know................

FTBAS 2.16.13

Rain

A week of Angels,
Close in darkness of tonight,
Three's in tangles,
Shining so bright,
Clouds of inspiration,
Forever flowing forth,
Sour grapes and crushed ego's,
Bi lines between the source,
Outcome of no dry eye,
Simple question of why?
Shiver of love cross my spine,
Sunlight decreases in my sublime,
Ripples of fear,
Hours of frustration,
Moments so dear,
I dare not touch them,
Sometimes sometimes,
One hundred and sixty eight hours that's all,
We didn't know then,
A little rain must fall......................

Fennigan Tyler Spencer
2/15/13