A Silent End

hestands bylistensfor the first soundsthrough winter’s darknessthinking of Spring to comeno longer feeling hope for nowin scars of yesterday’s failed dreamsthough they bulge on his face flaming redhe closes his eyes to the memories hefreezeshis impulsehis first instinctto cry out in painfor all others to seewhen his inner dark chantingleaves no trace of his cold

Star

You are my love-starMy universe must have youOr become darkness

Recognize

Far worse than darkness Everything is vaguely shaped I can’t recognize

Macular Degeneration

Puddles of black reach across my sight First the left eye, then the right After the struggles and the fight Each day becomes eternal night When seeing matters less and less Blindness is no longer bleakness No more contrast, no more starkness We grow accustomed to the darkness

Enter

We don’t know the lightAnd they don’t know the darknessAnd yet they enter

Edit

Writing in the darkHearing the pen scratch paperUnable to edit

Blind

No darkness between We bridge that gap with love We could be blind

Darkness

There is no hiding Here in our realm of darkness And we can see you

Teases

The sun teases us Hiding in longer darkness Tests our love of light

Rising

Rising Saturday Without a gleam of sunshine The darkness clinging

Darkness

I do not hear sounds No words or conversations Darkness fills my ears

Hell

We all saw the lights Men poking in our darkness Ignorant of hell