John Knight: Recent Episodes
John Knight
There’s a storm upon the mountain Standing over our townOne side rises up in shadowBids the water come downWhile its better half is blanketedBy sun’s undaunted raysIn such recalcitrant display My eyes stay focused on the rainDown the windows of your bedroom Glossy rivers descend Shifting shapes and new perspectives Focus where the light bends Tightly wound defense unspooling Like a film within your gazeTime exposing every frame As you’re pulling sunlight through the rainWide open skiesCome and take their turnIt’s no surprise I still feel the burnLet go the letters sentTake time as medicine Pain gets lighter Memories, brighterIn the corner of your garden Potted two to a chairWhere our solitude would soften Bent limbs seeking repairFirmly rooted in the hope that spring Has still yet more to say Sugar beading on the caneLike pulling sunlight through the rain Here waters partSplit to separate streams So too my heartTearing at the seamsAnd though we’re moving on The past is never goneI’ll see your eyesEvery sunrise There’s a mist upon the harborPrisms seeking the lightThere’s a wisp of former ardor Falling down with the nightThere’s a rainbow stretching from this shoreTo find you where you stayAnother bridge across the bay Gesturing toward a brighter dayBorn pulling sunlight through the rain Time removes and time remembersMorning wind blows through the embersAlways hold your memory tenderEyes upon the skyNo word for goodbye
Got your residueAll over my mirrorHindsight in my mindDon't make it any clearerSome strings don't unwindThey just splinter you up insideVisage from the past Still haunting all my visionsSensory response toSkeletal collisionsMemory so aliveBut its timing is so unkindI guess we just lost touchBut I'm missing your lost touchGot my reprimandsIn endless repetitionEvery reminiscenceEvery apparitionIs a ghost of a different kindAn infection within the mindWith no way to avoidNo inoculationPraying I don't overdoSelf-medicationShivering on the vineDrawing the bedroom blindsI guess we just lost touchBut I'm missing your lost touchThe way I was beforeI knowI wasn't anyone at allAnd the emptiest rewardIs all this timeMaybeYou could have beenAnyone at allHeading up the coastMy head still underwaterEngine's turning overI still need a starterWatching the road unwindThe heart and the mind alignFocus on the breathThen focus on anotherNo story is done Till read cover to coverSee what the water hidesTreasure beneath the tidesI guess we just lost touchI'm still missing your lost touch
Bare feet on the barren ground Diminution makes a meek sound A dead lighter in a chipped cup Is throwing sparks like it’s throwing both its hands up
Bruise dawning in the cold sky And dark glasses over black eyes There's fire walking up the road slow Best turn the deadbolt, there's a trouble you don't want to know
All time knows is undone plans The crane unfolding in your hand
He borrowed time on a credit line Sold you stories in a metered rhyme You always saw love as an ember But that heat becomes a brand when there’s a temper
Bitter blossom of disparity And cold comfort born of clarity Epiphanies don’t set alarms, dear Crash into focus while the catalyst is rushing near
All time knows is undone plans The forfeiture of holy lands And what so carefully was sculpted against the wind's encroaching Once mandala, scattered sand
A flower felled and furrowed Bent low for soaking up his sky No hesitation owed for packing up a life worth leaving Fallow fields thrown wide Ready to ride
More time ain't gonna fix this A full stop or an ellipsis? There's resurrection on a red tide Turn the record over, play it from the other side
All time knows is undone plans Unraveling each braided strand And though your compass spins and all the highways sing foreboding All time gives is no demand