When My Sister Cried

When my sister cried
It seemed the heavens wept
The pain encased in her silent tears
Was so much larger than her
Slender frame could bear
Yet, silently the tears crept down  
Her cheeks
Dripping from her chin in silent rooms
She'd strum her sad guitar with quiet grace
Such anguish pulsing from her ravaged face

She cried as if she didn't have the right
As if she weren't deserving of our care
Alone she'd hide her feelings from our sight
Her tender broken dreams upon the floor
And as her tears sprang hot from deep within
She'd strum her sad guitar and turn away
Pretending tears weren't sliding from closed eyes
Never to acknowledge we were there
Feeling undeserving of our care

Never have I witnessed anyone
Whose pain was so intense and sorrowful
As when I'd watch my sister play guitar
Tucked away from any prying eyes
Pretending that the pain she so denied
Wasn't running down like rivers from her eyes
So quietly she cried and played guitar
No mask to hide the tragedy inside
And still I feel the burning deep inside
The agony of when my sister cried

Edgar

Brilliant, brilliant broken man
Painting vivid images
With tantalizing word and phrase
Dazzling our hearts and minds
With lines that flow and ebb
With such fluidity

Brilliant, brilliant broken man
Take us to the heights of terror
Telltale heartbeats 'neath a floor
Take us to the depths of sorrow
With simple phrase of "Nevermore"
Languid lines, fraught with feeling
Leave us ever wanting more

Brilliant, brilliant broken man
Brought us tales of love undaunted
Perfect loves end tragically
Leaving us with memories haunted
By fair maiden, Annabel Lee
Perfect, tragic love undaunted
Lying by the sounding sea

Exiting this earthly hell

You, who left us all too soon
What tales had you yet to tell

Were there more glad tales of yore

Or Raven from Plutonian shore
To hold me raptly in your spell
So shall I ponder, ever more

Brilliant, brilliant broken man

Distant Echoes

All around the quiet evening
Fleeting glimpses, memories stir
Lovely memories soft as rain
Bring her to this place again
Sweetest memories lure her there
Distant echoes of despair

As she wanders going nowhere
Longing pulses through her veins
For a lover long since taken
Gentle breezes now awaken
Tattered remnants long since hidden
To her heart now come unbidden

Walking slowly through the twilight
Humming softly some sad tune

Missing, still, loves sweet embrace
Gentle lips once hers to taste
Knowing that this longing aching
Remnants of a heart still breaking

Horrible

I know I shouldn't ever wish
for unkind things or elegant
disasters
to fall upon another
yet, there are times
yes, there are times

It's not as if I ever would
actually want these petty
spiteful things to occur
yet, there are times
yes, there are times
I am truly horrible
in my head

Anticipation

I keep trying to describe
This need
This longing
This incredible anticipation
Trapped within me

It wants to be both
A song
And a wish
A dance and a dream
That isn't quite it

What words can describe
With proper
Intensity
The anticipation of achieving
A hearts desire
No words

Yet
I am bursting
With the sheer joy of it