Sundew

Robust vigor awakening,
Gelling waters reflecting,
Eyes to another morning

Within such windows I shalt find thee,
soft colours of deeper blue,
warm fires of deeper hue

Lighthouse

Wither away gentle fires, fading flames in wispy air,
Lingering embers are running away again to nowhere,
The midnight knives are out, fueled by undying desire,
Another step closer to murderous endeavor,

The morning tide is closing in,
Sweeping over the cascade of broken dreams,
Bringing forth, shadows emerging
Leaving nothing unturned in this passing

Vanguard.The shining towers keep watch.
Locked within walls, overseeing the killing grounds
In resilient silence, they look down