Poems by Allissa Thornburg

She touched the sunrise today.
Bittersweet golden honey dripped from her fingertips as she bathed in the rays of shimmering light.

Music flowed on the horizon as she danced around the outskirts of sunshine.
Praise beamed from her rose colored cheeks in gratitude, giving thanks for her miraculous birth gifted from the Heavens.

Her heart keeps a steady beat with the Angels blissful symphonies.
She never stops, holding tight to the joy pouring over her.
Her eyes sparkle, gleaming as precious diamonds.
She's satisfied with all the beauty that floods her soul.

When she must rest, her spirit is lighter than air.
She lays her head among the clouds, tasting the crisp, cool night air.
The velvet sky embraces her curves as she releases her mind to the ecstasy of the starlight path painted before her.

Her eyelids flutter off to drift along the midnight forest.
She has no fear though as security graces her inner child whispering that comfort and safety protect her now.

Rest now sweet child, build strength for what lies in wait.
Tomorrow shall come once more.

I inhale; slowly exhale. . .

Your bitterness still lingers in the air around me. You blinded me so I couldn't see the poison that soaks your soul. Traces of your venom flow through my veins, working its way to my heart. It pumps with every heart beat, every breath, trying to break through the wall.
The wall I so carefully built over the years,
preparing,
waiting,
knowing.
Knowing we were breaking, watching as the darkness slowly crept through you playing dangerous games in the shadows of our love.

Our love - the violent passion, a painful struggle...

Death fiercely slithered in, flashing its gnarly grin with persistent intention.
Its claws snatched away
our joy,
our laughter,
our life,
quicker than we could fight.
It left us lifeless, no hope to spare.

Now to fill its place leaving only a beast, a heavy shadow, bitter as the night air to hover over us, pinning our spirits down.
No fight left, no control,
helpless,
loveless,
hopeless.
Our bodies lay broken next to each other as if in unison for the first time - weakly giving control to the black ocean rolling in to sweep us away.

The poison, one wrong turn and it artfully creeps in; fully aware its strength would outweigh our own.

Another silent tragedy...

The only things left to pierce the cold, a winning battle lost in the midst of our anger. We're letting go, a peaceful release of loves
timeless bond,
strength,
unity.

Ignorantly we throw down our protective armor, our weapons, giving in, demanding our own selfish freedom, willing to accept the pain, allowing the passion to die with the last candles withering flame...

Much like the petals of a rose...every last effort dropped, released into memory, surely to soon be forgotten.

Today I felt lost.
I couldn't find Your hand.
I felt so alone,
I just don't understand.

Today I am afraid,
For tomorrow's troubles may bring
More pain than today.
I may not last; I'll continue to pray.

Why do I worry about tomorrow?
Today brings enough fear;
For today was the tomorrow
That seemed all too near.

Today I am afraid,
For tomorrow's troubles may bring
More pain than today
I may not last; I'll continue to pray.

I'll never forget about the past.
My pain will never let me.
Tomorrow is how long it will last.
By then I may be free.

But I have to be honest
I really just don't know how

My heart aches
For yet another break

I lie alone
Silent but awake

Next to me you sleep
And I finally begin to weep

I am afraid you will hear
Because you seem so near

But distant you remain
And again I lie in pain

Sometimes I feel like crying...

But I have to be honest
I really just don't know how.