Last Farewell

 

Here I watch you walk away
At the ending of our last day
So many things my heart would say
If only you were able to stay

Instead with you I will send
All the care for you, my friend
Your memory in my heart I’ll tend
Now we have passed this bitter end

Be there cloudy or sunny skies
Ever they’ll remind me your eyes
And ever I’ll watch for the signs
That you still wander in my life

So go now friend be always free
And may you smile at the thought of me
As I will smile at the memory
Of our times together, so carefree

©Aarron Mondello
25/3/2018

 

Spilled out of a Pen

 

I like to tell the tales
That come into my head
With pen, ink and typed out text
Or pencils filled with lead

I try to paint a picture
With words, what’s in my mind
And lay open my universe
To see what others find

I’d like you to come with me
I invite you free inside
I hope you accept
And for a time reside

Walk the lonely hallways
Traverse the magic lands
Fly through the far off skies
In dark forests I beg you stand

Ride to war with princes
See a mind of darkened thoughts
Walk a road to market towns
And witness battles that I fought

All that I have written
Comes from deep within
All my facts and fictions
Spilled out of a pen

©Aarron Mondello
16/3/2018

 

Embrace of the Night

 

I feel the cool nights peaceful embrace
Ethereal arms wrapped about me
A breeze like gentle kisses caress
What skin I have laid bare
And under the smile of a full moon bright
His light piercing my every fiber
Standing as a statue carved in crystal
You’ll always find me there

Wrapped in the nights cool embrace.

©Aarron Mondello
14/3/2018

 

Where I am

I took a break from writing, which means I did it less

Slipped a little into hiding, all my written words

I began to learn a new skill, to make my poems pop

Old and new I edit for an hour or two, and find I can not stop

I started up an Instagram, worked hard at sharing words

Gained a little following, by posting older verses

My audience is slowly going, but where my path is going

I have no real way of knowing, so I’ll just keep on rowing

Through this rainbow river of time, the one flows through all our minds

And keeps fresh creative juices flowing

©Aarron Mondello

28/2/2018

So, basically, I have taken the pen out of my ear and the scrap paper out of my pocket and spent a few weeks working on making my own backgrounds out of my own photos.

Not only to learn how and to make my writing more eye catching on other forums but also to make them more appealing in general .

I have a long way to go before I am actually good at editing my photos but I feel like its making a good difference.

I want to thank everyone who has ever read my words, or ever will. But especially I’d like to thank those of you that read everything I post. Your support has been astonishing.

I will still be posting here and soon it will be as regular as it ever was. But I’m taking just a little more time to work on the photos too.

In the meantime, feel free to follow my facebook page (link can be found on my profile) or my instagram aarronmondello.

Keep writing.

 

Shared Dreams

How I hate to go to sleep
Laid back in my bed
For all I know my dreams could be
Memories of the dead

Perhaps, maybe, we close our eyes
And around us time will cease
For a short time we end our lives
Temporarily deceased

Perhaps our conscious mind
Reincarnates unaware
And our dreams within that time
Are the memories that we share

Maybe each day across the globe
Sleeps one who dreams our lives
How would we ever know
Where the true dreamer lies

©Aarron Mondello
22/2/2018

Goodnight

 

 

I recall well the electrical moons
Grimy flickering street lights
I remember I caught you as you started to swoon
And watched you drift out of my life

Thunder crashed loud in the world around
I swear it called out your name
A wild deity’s calamitous shout
Asking you to His game

The rain fell gently pattering the streets
Slick and shining yellow
With such fear in your eyes you turned slowly to me
You skin gone ashen and sallow

And here I stand in the street again
I stand where you were stolen from me
There I can see your spirit dance in the rain
Weightless, forever carefree

You dance over to me, like gossamer lace
The wind blowing your ethereal hair
Up on your toes you gently kiss my face
A kiss like a tickle of air

You smile at me with bright searching eyes
As you fade again from my sight
Like a breath on my cheek there your fingers lie
In a reflective caress godnight

©Aarron Mondello
23/2/2018


Image found on Pinterest

 

Night Pool

By Aarron Mondello

19/2/2018

Rippling dark waters reflect the waning moon
Painted with the sky
Distorted and wavering, the picture of stars
Burning radiance bright
The wind sighing softly through tall strands of reeds
Caress like a lovers kiss
Cool waters lap gently against stony shores
Ambience of the night

©Aarron Mondello
Penned 18/2/2018


Image: http://www.1zoom.me/en/wallpaper/461943/z5151.9/3840×2160