Coffee Connection Poets

2009.06.03 18:34:33

By Cordell Rich

A thunderstorm of sound
and color drove him
deeper into his morass

the simple act of passing time
had defeated this man
one day born in the brine of war

his gentle days now tempered
by dreams embroiled in the devils work
trading fire for blood.

Copyright June 3rd 2009

pain | war | fear | Cordell Rich

2009.05.21 15:05:11

the thunderheads rolled
painting the sky an iron gray
sheets of rain sweep the valley floor
hissing in my ears
as my feet entered the water
of that great and rushing river
where I would drown and
my sins would lie on the bottom
and God would forgive

suicide | Regret | pain | loneliness | frustration | anger | fear

2009.05.05 05:27:52

I stand with my chest naked,
the cold spring air at my back

My lungs chilled with the thought,
somehow I have lost you

seperated now by more
than mortal time and space

legs waivering i look into a desperate sky
knowing you sleep without me

trembling I whisper the words
that I pray will somehow connect us

my heart, this humble vessel,
swims in desperate strokes

to close this awful gulf
now so unforgiven

that I might not burn forever
in this frozen fire

Regret | longing | loneliness | love | Cordell Rich | breaking up | pain

2009.04.28 17:48:08

By Cordell Rich

I feel her next to me
breathing
Her scent swells within
my lungs
the rhythms of her sleep
shelter me
this one moment defined as
content
yet I am captivated by
fear
lost in a future unknown
to me
too ready to again embrace
the past
reading myself for the
shattering

love | romance

2009.04.22 23:27:01

Life so discorded
Nature fails to sing to me
screaching in my soul

haiku | Cordell Rich