Masks and Lies

Image Courtesy of Morgue Free Photos © 2016

Masks and Lies

Blaze the spark of early fires

Velvet whispers, deep desires

Muted rapture in the dying light

You are shadows, I am the night.

Don’t listen to the weathermen

They talk about the rain again

Tap your homicidal feelings

Paint the sky upon the ceiling.

But you fall to dust and crumble

In walls of words that tumble

Knowing the liar has no truth to give

And he has to have a lie to live.

No matter where the river flows,

I must follow where my mind goes

Masked by clouds, just out of sight

You are shadows, I am the night.

Colleen Keller Breuning © 2016

January 27, 2016

Out of My Mind

Out of My Mind  (A Quatern)

I can’t get you out of my mind,

All those memories left behind.

You don’t call me or speak my name...

Leave me drowning in guilt and shame.

Lost at sea, coastline undefined,

I can’t get you out of my mind.

Lonely echoes in drop of pin...

Sad silence blowing in the wind.

Slipping away to fields of black

Where rogue trains jump the railroad track

I can’t get you out of my mind...

Love has rendered me mute and blind.

Fires of anguish have left a hole

Burning deep down within my soul

Tears of torment are all I find...

I can’t get you out of my mind.

Colleen Keller Breuning © 2015

September 15, 2015

Shades of Cabernet (a pantoum)

Shades of Cabernet

Deep within shades of cabernet
In the outer limits of my soul,
Temptation does a fine ballet,
And I am losing all control.

In the outer limits of my soul,
Logic ends and emotions start.
And I am losing all control
To scarlet desires of the heart.

Logic ends and emotions start
As inhibitions ebb and flow.
To scarlet desires of the heart,
I’m swept away in crimson glow.

As inhibitions ebb and flow,
Thoughts of you fill my mind.
I’m swept away in crimson glow,
Rendering me colorblind.

Thoughts of you fill my mind.
Temptation does a fine ballet,
Rendering me colorblind
Deep within shades of cabernet.

Colleen Keller Breuning © 2015
February 4, 2015

I decided to give the pantoum a try this week. Half a deca, haha!

Soul Dancer

Soul Dancer

When the temporal sun descends into lavender mountains,

the night wind revolves in the sky and sings

a haunting melody, its lyrics undecipherable,

and I am moving backwards

in slow motion...

A penny for your thoughts, a dollar for your dreams

shall I pay the price, seek out the highest bidder 

to crawl inside the chambers of your mind

where silent music echoes down

halls of regret...

We meet in the damp shadows, in a rain of kisses,

my chest as tight as a shiny bicycle chain

cresting down full speed, over rolling hills,

hearts pumping like runaway pistons

as the race begins...

Your lips, your touch, your scent draws me nigh

and makes me melt like angel wings in spring,

savoring essence of night blooming jasmine

such a passion of weeping tied to my body,

the taste of nectar so sweet...

...and my soul dances, seared with curls of fire.

Colleen Keller Breuning © 2014

November 26, 2014