A balance of hearts Give and take, the dance Lives intertwining Losing selves in dreams’ expanse Hopes, fears, whispered thoughts Laughing, crying, meld to one Hand in hand, the world spins Until the self becomes undone A new life birthed; two become one
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Alive and Risen
The dark behind, the light aheadWe wander through the in-betweenListening for whispers in the windOf “Alive and risen” The dark behind, the light aheadWe migrate toward the Land of DawnWith a growing chorus of cheersShouting “Alive and risen!”
Spring’s Offering
A succulent bite As juice dances across my tongue From the bright red flesh Of the garden’s first fruit With the scent of fresh earth Churned through my fingers That root up the weeds As I tend Spring’s offering
The Sacrifice
A desert of discord A haunt of demons A wasteland of war Bitterness floods Hate burns red Tears soak the earth We wait, we wait In longing In desperation In hope that we’ve lost Until we see the sun Until the dawn breaks Until the darkness flees From the Sacrifice
Psyche’s Prison (full poem)
An unrelenting blizzardUpon evidence’s mountainA single witness screamingDetailing all accounts andDrowning me with fearBefore the scowling judgeAs I await the verdictAnd a sentence to begrudgeIn Psyche’s crumbling prison In Psyche’s crumbling prisonI scrawl dreams upon the wallsLost sanity and freedom whileSilence slices through the hallsNo visitors, no guardsThe solitude consumes meVoices whisper from the darknessAContinue reading “Psyche’s Prison (full poem)”
Psyche’s Prison pt. 2
In psyche’s crumbling prison I scrawl dreams upon the walls Lost sanity and freedom while Silence slices through the halls No visitors, no guards The solitude consumes me Voices whisper from the darkness A haunt of words accusing As I sink into the shadows
Psyche’s Prison
An unrelenting blizzardUpon evidence’s mountainA single witness screamingDetailing all accounts andDrowning me with fearBefore the scowling judgeAs I await the verdictAnd a sentence to begrudgeIn psyche’s crumbling prison
God of Sky
Towering swirls in grayish hues Roiling cotton against the blue A drop of rain, a gust of wind Rusty windmill squawks and spins Flash of light, thunder rolls Boy in mother’s arms consoled Torrent gushing, pounding hail Breathe deep, god of sky exhales
You and Me
With velocity Our stars align Bright specks shine Above the city Streets alive With the bustle A chaotic hustle Together we drive Futures colliding Head-on with fate A calendar date Our lives abiding You and me foreverYour hand in mineWe age like wineEnraptured together
Whistle for the Pup
Whistle for the pup A call carried by the wind ‘Cross fields and flowers A bark, a giggle Six legs sprint, finding way home A boy and best friend A father smirking Memories flooding, a sigh Of retrospection
Mike Bergman 