Brushstrokes

Blackness turns the canvas white

Eyes create the brushstrokes’ dance

Painting me a memory of a time gone by

Unconscious creations illuminate my heart

Eyes are mere windows to my mind

Through the glass, I watch my mind take flight

Never minding my conscious perspective

My thoughts dance, high across the ceiling

The image dissolves with each new pass

Single lines leave blank spaces

Eager to put the pieces in place

But the visions left as quickly as they came

© Kyle Robinson 2011

Beautiful Girl

Beautiful Girl

Why do you wander?

What are you waiting for?

Can’t you see?

Me looking at you…

Open your eyes, Beautiful Girl

How do I stop the world,

So you could see me?

At arm’s length you are miles away, still

Beautiful Girl

When your search is over,

Come home, and there I will be

Waiting for you…

Beautiful Girl

© Kyle Robinson 2011

Contrast

How am I supposed to feel?

So close to you, but now

Walls between us

Only memories and photographs endure

The change is made, but still

I wish for you

A long awaited embrace

But your touch is cold, altered overnight

The reality of my solitude is swift

The wall goes up, but still I feel

Your mask confounds me

Pain set aside for me alone

© Kyle Robinson 2011

My Light

Oblivious to the world around me

Holding on in quiet desperation

Trampled under my reflections

Unable to break the silence

Round, the same thoughts fly

Lonely images of waiting

My light is departed

Renouncing me to the darkness

What was warmth and hope has vanished

The light consumes itself

Barely a flicker

Strong gusts have made faint

Peering into the darkness, I stand guard

Yearning to catch a glimpse

The light’s promise of return

To cease my blinded wanderings

© Kyle Robinson 2011

Restless

The blood runs to my face

Unable to hide my troubled thoughts

Seeking wisdom

Feelings left unsuppressed

Chasing

The answers evade me

Restlessness persists

Searching for a welcome distraction

Still, I cannot capture it

The unknown mocks me

Temptation taunts me

Every ledge crumbles beneath my wavering faith

© Kyle Robinson 2011