Two Poems by Strider Marcus Jones

by Strider Marcus Jones

I Follow You Into Night

i sense you in summer wind

and try to redefine the Other ring

that binds us

in this tormenting

show of come and go

that minds us.

in the sentence of a sound

i hear your pain

then turn its fate around

to break the blame

mending happenings

and broken strings.

footfalls confide

in shadows that duet in our divide

on a bridge where dark persuasions swallow light

i follow you into night

through corridors uncurtained dreams

in tapestries and surreal scenes.

that corrugated face of time

marks motions set to mime-

on the balcony of fate he leant

where rites and runes evoked her scent-

to hear the music in her ways

smile and quicken upon his gaze.

Music on a Faded Page

voice of the sea

warm calm

sweet balm

scents my senses be.

fury full of storm

rhythm slow to rage

music on a faded page

of tattooed flesh reborn.

my muse of melody

shapeshifts in symbols strange

on this quixotic range

inside and out of me-

is colourless like wind

invisible, but here and heard

threading light and darkness through a word

to give its note new meaning.