Paul Seay Poems

I was born near midnight in twilight of summer
Dreaming days to find you, tho` my heart is not a hunter
Throughout the autumn hours in forests tinted gold
I sought, and I scoured, through winter's kiss of cold
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Fulfilling what's vacant within
As life were but a blank page
With words truly a friend
If some I could only erase
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I reached a shining pome in company of cloves

To ripen its taste by the shade of the grove
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If there were a spell, or mystic enchanted charm
I would keep them for myself, and bring you to my arms
My soul would show a shine the crescent moon never wore
Then hug you throughout time... closer than sea to shore
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A chill rose the morning as the sun danced away
The snow chose her waltz, beneath invading gray
At rhythems of my loss — a fallen flake she laid
Never to drift another from heaven that way
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Many days were pondered at hollows inside
Many nights were wandered in echoes I've cried
Seeking a common soul, I knew never one
But her whisper in the empty, filled me with the sun
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Dusk fell with eerie on a snaky dirt road
Stones beneath my feet spoke louder than before
Abandoned round the bend, sat quiet an abode
Dressed dark and empty - the same array we wore
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If my stare were ghostly cold and abandoned by a smile
Would you flee my haunted soul - a stranded passersby?

Would you learn what's in my walls - exhuming the remains inside?
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To close my eyes upon the night would be not black as you

It would lack the mirrored sheen and shine the sun gazed into
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In the early morning moon, - about the hour three
A cry reached my bedside, - it called out for me

It would start to snow again, I would begin a search
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