Silence… would be better

Finally found the nerve
To listen to J.H.
Words bring pain
Drag up pictures
We forget
Then a phrase
A melody
Opens a box
And we feel again
Silence would be better then this
I am not yet ready
To listen to J.H.

that poem came this very second as i was posting a video.. funny how it happens… even when you have teardrop eyes


On This Night

On This Night

She sat outside his window
Watching his sleeping eyes
Wondering what visions
The Dreamweaver gave him this night
Into his bedroom window
She came with a gentle breeze
Landing at the edge of his pillow
To try to catch a bit of his dreams
She whispered in his ear
Goodnight my unfortunate night
I know you might not claim me
But my heart will be yours this night
I ask nothing in return
Only that you keep it safe
Promise to never throw it away
And please don’t let it break
As she stood to leave him
She blew him a kiss goodbye
And she left the key to her heart and soul
On the pillow next to his sleeping eyes.

Bonnie Jean Higgins 2009

No End To Night


Falling faster then light can move
Quickly sucked into her world of gloom
Struggling to reach the diminishing light
Fighting the fear that holds her so tight
Her heart is in turmoil begging for hope
Her mind is in denial not wanting to cope
A soul receding into the darkening gloom
The nightmare casting a spell on the moon
Traces of feathers at the edge of the cliff
No sign of struggle
No sign of a slip
No trace of her halo
No glimpse of her light
The angel once again
Trying to end her fight
Angels are forever
And so are their wings
No matter how broken
No matter how weak
I cry for the angel who is ending her life
For she will never see the end of night

Bonnie Jean Higgins ~~ December 30, 2009

The Rift

::The Rift::

It’s starting to happen again
The clouds form warning of rain
Her tower offers no protection
Since it crumbled and faded away

The angel stares at the sky
Midnight wings dormant at her sides
Eyes wide open
No words spoken
Shell shocked her fear starts to rise

She let him come into her world
He found the lost little girl
Too much he sees
But not willing to flee
He stands still to take it all in

The rift between the angel and the prince
A dark deep bottomless pit
They can see each other’s eyes
Across the jagged divide
And wonder when this separation will end

The angel feels fog at her feet
She turns her face so he will not see her weep
Should she walk away
Or should she stay
After all the prince holds the key.

Bonnie Jean Higgins



Sadly there will never be
A future holding you and me
Luna plays a vengeful game
And keeps us spinning light years away
Alone I waltz on Saturn’s stardust
Alone I skip in her rings
And you so far on Andromeda’s star
Cannot do a thing
I toss my wishes into the milky way
Praying that they take flight
A nebula of unborn dreams that shall never burn with light
Andromeda spins in her beautiful way taking you along
At least she is there to hold you
And kiss you in the morn.

Bonnie Jean Higgins/All Rights Reserved