storm – Havoc and Consequence

INVITED EROSION

You wanted to dig in deep.
Down through stone and bone.
Excavate the soul from the marrow.
What was found was empty like ghosts.
You tried to tie this mind to your own.
Through the storm and spray.
What blooms then decays, you came up empty.
For I am a ship that’s lost at sea.
When you shake the salt from your wound.
And when morning resumes.
You may find this heart opening towards the sun.
When you lick inside this shell.
Turn this pain to love with your fingered alchemy.
I’ll know then you deserve it.
And I’ll no longer reserve it.
Solely for my own survival.
For every river is drawn to the waiting oceans.
Surrendering something but becoming also.

23/02/202623/02/2026 by Mark Ryan Categories: ocean, storm, sunTags: Alchemy, connection, desire, Elemental, emotional-excavation, erosion, intimacy, longing, mythic, ocean, oceans, poem, Poetry, river, seas, sensual, ship, surrender, tide, transformation, Vulnerability 5 Comments

Turbulent visions of love

You rage within me. A silent storm.
A tempest with temptation to drag me through heaven.
Cutting my wrists on the divine.
I let go, disappearing into the eye of all your wonder.
Lost in your turmoil and torrential rains of change.

21/12/202226/05/2022 by Mark Ryan Categories: love, rain, stormTags: change, desire, divine, heaven, hurrican, lost, love, lust, poem, Poetry, storm, tempest, winds 4 Comments

Jaws

Those words that flowered down in your skin.
Tickling like cancer.
A love that swelled like a harbour master’s fear.
At the sight of a storm.
You put this in me. I drank it in.
Siphoned off the flames like a bird of paradise.
Flying towards the sun.
Down into the roots of your stomach.
Innocence searching, now lost in moments just begun.
Borrowed, broken. Black and blue.
Rubbed off skin, down to the hurt and bone.
Hold me in your jaws, feel the juicy love between.
Swallow me.
Tastes like goodness.
Tastes like emptiness.
For in the morning, I am gone.

24/11/202121/11/2021 by Mark Ryan Categories: storm, sun, timeTags: art, birs, flowers, jaws, moments, poem, Poetry, sex, storm, sun, swallow, taste, teeth, time 4 Comments