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Daisy

by

Doug Armour

A flash of golden tendrils, following a
Flawless face of ancient pearls.
Cold grey eyes, a quick deceitful smile
Supported by a ramrod neck
Darts past

Turning looking for her
Searching for something to grasp
Looking and seeing nothing.



A Wave

by

Doug Armour

Blue ocean
walked
driven by a silent power
Culminating in a frothy anger
softy it rumbles away


Perished Emotions

by

Doug Armour

Happiness!
Going to see loved ones again
Running Out.

An inferno of anger!
Life goes on.
Running Out

Sadness!
Leaving just memories behind.
Running Out


an Extinguished Dream

by

Doug Armour

A river of ashes
With grey leafy tendrils
Curled ominously around
Hastily built snowy white houses
On either side of the river of ashes
Grey white mountains lie
With treacherous peaks of stained alabaster
Yellowed by the constant treading of
Soiled feet
People waded coagulated paste of the
River of ashes
Everything rest on the ever shifting sky.


To the Ground (Inspired by Thoreau)

by

Doug Armour

Remains of a "castle in the sky"
Fluttering to the Ground
Cries of help, pain and loneliness
Echo from my fellow masonry
Solid together a "castle in the sky"
Weak apart, delicate gossamer wings of
Stone, slow our descent to the ground

Cries echo not from my friends
Falling in a dirty cold
Out spirit frozen away form us
We join the endless ranks of grey soldiers
Of other broken castles in the sky
Fall down to the ground

Back to what once was
Away from what will be
Away from heaven and into death
Spiritless, Soulless, and
Dead to our God


A Civil War

by

Doug Armour

Marching in grey somber ranks
A grey army silently facing a never ending
Azure army.
Charge and Fight back the bright blue army
Finding footholds
Inching closer and closer
Engulfing a pale sickly blue army.


Snow

by

Doug Armour

Small crystal fall
Down to the ground
Cooling and soothing the ground
Small crystals fall
Down to the ground
Stinging an awaiting tongue
Small crystals fall
Down to the ground
Rolled into a ball and thrown
Small crystals fall
Down to the ground


A Trifle

by

Doug Armour

A flash of light
Ignites my dreams
Fires blazes in the heights of my confined heavens

Fire streaks from cloud to cloud
Setting fire to the heavens
Clouds concentrated and sweetened by the heavenly fire
Sweet fruits of the sky
Forced together
Fluffy angelic clouds forced
Between the sticky liquid fruits of the sky



An Inky Eye

by

Doug Armour

People soak me
With insults
Draining away the color
Leaving a black and white outline

Take away the unimportant
Strip me of my social rank
And still I am here
Looking at you
With an inky eye

Stripped of the inessentials
Left with an inky skeleton
Still living
Looking at you
With an inky eye

I don't care for your color
Give me you inky goodness
You care not for thine own being
Only the colors

Those flamboyant eye striking colors
Hiding your inky self
You're afraid of it
I can have it

Look at yourself
See the colors falling down
Mingling fighting
Mixing turning to
INK

Look and see that I have won
Look at me with your inky eye
Before you had one of color


Flecks of Nature

by

Doug Armour

Filaments of diamonds
Matted together
In the image of Him

Shards of emeralds
Stuck together
In the image of Him

Sheets of sapphire
Spread across the expanse less heavens
In the image of Him

Dust of rubies
Fused together to form a pulsating orb
In the image of Him


Snow of Hiroshima

by

Doug Armour

Look at us! Pilling up
Millions of flakes
Can't you see us
Swirling around your hair
Around your body

Blackening out the sky
Putting out the
Sun

We've littered the ground you
Trespass on
Soiled the holy temple with our remains
That is lost in the wind

No! We've become on thing
A conglomerate of dust and ashes
We are all that remain

Can't you see us
Look at what you did

Sent us on a joy ride
Along a beam of power
Which eclipsed even the
Sun


Why Perspective

by

Doug Armour

When I turn upside down
I have a different perspective
What was up is down
What was down is up
"Do I feel different?" you ask
No! I can just
See differently
What's the point of changing perspective
By staying in the same place
When nothing changes
When you can a new perspective
By moving forward


Solar Chicken Noodle Soup

by

Doug Armour

Blackness
The creaking of an unused faucet
Golden shimmering water
Cascades down
Filling the blackness
Liquid gold glowing
Warming to land

Spreading like sweet butter over the
Countryside
Her body glows a warm honey gold
Warmed by the shimmering water
Awakening to the sound
Of rushing water.


Good Morning

by

Doug Armour

Blackness
The creaking of an unused faucet
Golden shimmering water
Cascades down
Filling the blackness
Liquid gold glowing
Warming to land

Spreading like sweet butter over the
Countryside
Her body glows a warm honey gold
Warmed by the shimmering water
Awakening to the sound
Of rushing water.


Steely Hands

by

Doug Armour

An Angelic face hovers
Poised to touch my lips
Willing me to partake
In her beauty

Cold steely hands hover
Poised to grasp my heart
To entangle themselves in my breast
Steely threads twine and lace around my heart

Those heavenly lips
Oh those heavenly lips
Willing me to partake more
More of the warm lips.
While the steely hands fondle my heart
Stealing the warmth from my body

Turning into a haze
Where did she go
Leaving the steely hands entangled in my heart
Sucking the warmth gained from the kisses

She's back
The ethereal lips return
To warm by soul
Again and again until the cold is gone

Now the hands have encased my heart
Leaving the heart gasping for blood
Only to find molten steel
Which brings no heat


Sweet Perfume

by

Doug Armour

Cast aside to the flowers
Away from your sweet image
To the overbearing odors
The Quasimodo of your dreams
Tell me not the truth
For I cannot hear it

Cast from your side
A dirty garment
Away form your sweet perfume
To the everlasting flowers
And the ever present blooms by the
Well trodden path

Welcoming me with open buds
Falling into reality
I can hear her sweet scorn


Passing of Winter

by

Doug Armour

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Winter sky flew down
Bubbling the music of Spring
A wet green whisper



Journey to Death

by

Doug Armour

Eyes closed oblivious to all else
Never opened again
Seeing oneself lying there in an endless sleep

Traveling through the forest
Thick with the dead
Each a reminder of a former glory

Dilapidated and old
Relics of the past
And relics of the future

Standing tall and brave
Against the relentless onset
Of the unknown

Withering and dying without nourishment
Waiting for a chance
To leave and go UP

Turning Looking Searching
Reaching Finding NOTHING
Walking NOWHERE

Lost in the forest
Tendrils of mist curl and chill your bones
Reaching grabbing SOMETHING

Pulling, pulling down
Shoved and pushed into line
Seeing nothing, hearing voices

All around echoes of
"Could have been. . ."
"Should have been. . ."

Each dead listening
Waiting for a chance
Hoping for salvation