gathering clouds

Hobbyist poet. I write too-long-poems and too-short-poems and poems-in-between. These are here because I think they will never be published in print.

[thehermitpoet]

little promises

the soft warm glow of the sun

lighting a path shimmering

in the dark

breath of a new day

a gentle squeeze of a hand

quiet words whispered

'i'm here'

slow a racing heart

[thehermitpoet]

the power of stories

bodyslammed

by epiphany

seeing my story

echoed on screen

the plot follows

beat for beat

my own path

never not nodding

at every move

the hero makes

i did that

that's me too

door after door

slams open

my mind flooded

with the light

i understand it now

this is the shape

of my tracks

i was too in it

i didn't notice

where i was going

now i see

the signposts

i can walk my own

hero's journey

[thehermitpoet]

foreshadowing

a proclamation

issued in haste

overturned

in an instance -

fate's rebuttal

toy not

with the gods

fickleminded

as they are -

your prophecies

will be flipped

forecasting

a shadow

instead

[thehermitpoet]

cosy

amidst the chill

wrapped up

burrito in bed

there is a special

softness on my skin

i turn around and around

kneading my sheets

like a cat

sinking in

i bury my face

rubbing against

the scent of

clean laundry

i sigh

curled in comfort

against the cold

[thehermitpoet]

fleeting feelings

we braided our threads

deep in the night

going by touch

gently nudging fingertips

bonds

woven through

defences pared

secrets shared

hearts bared

our souls aligned

perfectly seamless

daylight came

that strong braid

frayed

unravelled

shredded by the sun

the weave

suddenly ephemeral

dispersed by dawn

slipping through

my fingers

tilting

off kilter

i blinked

what

are we now?

[thehermitpoet]

lovesick

caught a virus

symptoms:

chest aches

insomnia

fatigue

looping thoughts

rose tinted views

not sure

i want this

not sure

i want the cure

sneeze

[thehermitpoet]

hurting

weeds shoot through

tangling up my heart

winding around

every crevice

tightening

squeezing

choking

blood flow

slows

drips

how can my heart

still beat

under all this

pain

thump

thump

[thehermitpoet]

sweet fish

custard fish

custard fish

where are you swimming

flicking your tail

darting this way and that

diving through the creamy sea

custard fish

custard fish

where are you swimming

everyone wants a bite of you

swim fast

dodge quick

custard fish

custard fish

where are you swimming

people are fighting over you

coming to blows and scratches

flee fast

dive deep -

[thehermitpoet]

allusions

twisting on itself

tangling in knots

looping around

and over

the thread

skitters past

the path

winding down

detours

and hidden alleys

curving away

from the most

direct route

lost forever still

in the maze

of half truths

and misleads

avoiding the glowing

truth

the heart of the maze

[thehermitpoet]

tired

heavily sinking

solidly anchored

cocooned in

night darkness

weighed down

falling

eyes

close

[thehermitpoet]

what i see

step up

step up

come try my

special goggles -

you get to see

how i see you

my point of view

pointing to

everything special

wondrous

beautiful

about you -

you will hardly see

your mere appearance

step up

step up

this perspective

might just change

your subjective

reflective

look in the mirror -

come

take a look

[thehermitpoet]

sunrise

light spills out

sparkling on the waves

the path shimmering

a dream of

a golden trail

glittering with hope

and promise

of a whole new day

stretching into the

vast expanse

of cloud

[thehermitpoet]

truly, deeply, all of me

for all the kids who love wholeheartedly

i'm sorry

i was too fast

i was too much

i'm sorry

i don't hold back

you see

what you see of me

is all of me

what you have of me

is all my heart

no -

i don't believe

in anything less

than my whole

soul

you deserve

nothing less

than all of my

entirety

no -

i'm not sorry

i choose

every time

to be real

to be sincere

to be wholehearted

i'm not sorry

i choose

to always

give my all

whether you

reciprocate

whether you

appreciate

this is me

i don't hesitate

i don't fluctuate

one day

i will find

someone

who will accept

all

just all

my heart

[thehermitpoet]

gambling for love

the moment slows

the dice rolls

each tumble

watched

with bated breath

come on

come on

the slots spin

his grip tightens

click click click

come on

come on

just a bit more

disappointment

dashed away

the ball skips

whirring silver

red black red

come on

come on

it's okay

we've got this

just one more

ignore the odds

draw again

the next card

will surely

be his

Queen of Hearts

[thehermitpoet]

swirling in liminal space

buffeted by the crowds

dithering back and forth

which train to take

where do i go

what if i pick that

and i change my mind

what if i board this

and i miss those

opportunities

someone said

head there

someone else said

come here

how can i be

certain

sure

definite

guaranteed

that my choice

takes me where

i want to

go

do i dare

to pick a choice

and weather the

disappointment

can my soul

survive?

[thehermitpoet]

fighting

mud-stained

from crawling

through the trenches

wading knee-deep

battered by the storm

bearing up against

the weight of the rain

swallowing the sting

of shrapnel

the soldier presses on

one day

one day he will emerge

to find

warm sunshine

on his face

and close his eyes

to the quiet breeze

and finally

take

a breath

[thehermitpoet]

no connection

you whisper

and whine

you call

and cajole

you sigh

and shout

the line remains

dead

no dial tone

just static

you are

alone

in the void

who are you

talking to?