Tag: hear

The Rush

February 19, 2016

At times the rush Of my own blood drowns My ears. And I can’t stand The sight of lips open Then lips closed, For all I hear Is the pulse, the gush, The tireless quake in my Head. Worse, I can’t Speak. I can’t Move. A torrent rages In my ears, but my body Shrivels … More The Rush

Hear Me

December 3, 2015

You hear The wind’s whispers. You hear Him spin silence Into heartbroken songs, Turn hesitant night Into soaring sound. His breath You hear Raking through your hair, Sweeping autumn leaves Along the paved, still street. So why don’t you Hear me?