
Every single person,
And individual
Is a manifestation
And embodiment
Of a moment in time.
Jun 11, 2021
Jun 11, 2021 at 10:25 AM UTC
Down where the grass was green,
We swam with ducks
In the artificial lake
Artificial blue,
Turned green with algae
I'd let you ride my skateboard
Always holding your hands
We were both scared that you'd fall,
And despite how tired I was
You'd drag me onto the playground
I preferred the cool breeze
In the shade of leaves and trees that we were climbing,
You fell
And I asked if you were ok
You said "yes"
And then you started crying
Jun 8, 2021
Jun 8, 2021 at 9:08 PM UTC
Morning sun
Evening moon
Shooting stars
Falling stars
Only the trajectories are ours
Jun 8, 2021
Jun 8, 2021 at 8:58 PM UTC
Pictures and words sting
Stung by words and by pictures
And if only I could bring
Fourth in authenticity
Forward all else that was missing...
Instead of being a guilty culprit
In the matter they're all dismissing
First upon the platform
With you cradled upon my shoulders
Or in my arms, with my face in your hair;
Kissing
Jun 8, 2021
Jun 8, 2021 at 8:46 PM UTC
When full mouthed leers
At diner tables
Traveled like coated wire cables,
Through dark and red
To sleep stricken fables
Undermining objective labels
Drawing self-chuckling grins
At the hands of limbs
Of fortunes grave and grim,
I gave in
And sank inhaling
With all within reach and sight
Spinning and failing
Abandoned apparent right
For what I thought was new beginning
With you.
Jun 8, 2021
Jun 8, 2021 at 8:33 PM UTC
Blessed be the Lord G-d
The merciful, the benevolent
The most righteous
I am holy because he is holy,
Though I fall, his hands raise me
Speak unto my Lord,
My G-d,
Guide me, command me
Here I am, send me
Tell me where it is that I must go,
Tell me what it is that I must do,
Tell me what it is that I shall say,
Guide my heart, guide my voice
Guide my hands and guide my will,
It is you who has bestowed great favor upon me, it is you who has taken a man on the verge of death and given him new life...
I was a lowly man, a wretched man
But the Lord G-d set me on high,
I was a lowly man, a wretched man
And the Lord G-d has taught me to love his laws and do righteousness and seek righteousness...
Man is but a breathe...but the Lord G-d has given me new breathe...
And with this breathe I shall exalt him,
I shall praise and bless his name...
My life is yours my Lord,
I withhold nothing from you
What more can I give?...
It is you that is sovereign over all the earth
It is you who set the stars in the night sky
That makes the grass grow, flowers bloom
And the trees to reach toward the heavens
The skies sing too of his majesty
The birds call out of his glory
Who else could work such wonders?
Who else can contend with the Lord?
There is none other than he
And he is my rock...
My fortitude and my sustenance...
And I shall love him to the end of my days
I will live and I will fight by his side
And live righteously
Blessed be the Lord G-d
He is the G-d of fertility
He is the G-d of the heavens
He is the G-d of war
My G-d is G-d
Apr 23, 2021
Apr 23, 2021 at 3:38 AM UTC
Fall?
No, it was Autumn.
Autumn, I carried on my shoulders;
Up onto the platform waiting for a train....
Autumn...
Heavy loaded sun on our bare necks and heads
I'd inhale, I embraced you.
Lightly sweet sweat salted dry heat sun baked scent of your hair on the verge of combustion.
Spending weekends adorned in silly string,
Chalk monsters and animal escapades,
Super bubbles, Sand pies and climbing
Up and down the playground
As I figured out how to be a father in thier sick and twisted game of sherades.
I crouched over and watched you as you slept once.
You awoke to find me watching you.
Smiled up with an infants brilliance
That satisfied with breadth and stride, endured, reverbed, in moments that would ride,
Forward out from the inside as if it were eternity...
Foolish me.
Fixated on the smiling baby
Swaddled in her innocence and infancy before me.
Walking your neighborhood in summer night.
To escape the tension of the mom and dad fight,
We looked up at the night time sky too see
Although you couldn't really talk then,
"Look Autumn, Crescent moon..."
"Crescent moon" she said,
after having pulled the baby bottle from her hoodied plump cheeked mouth and pointing up to the cloudless purple sky
moonlight captured perfectly and
Slivered in her eye as the swarm and carousel of shadows watched from dark corners and curtains of the houses we were walking by...
"Ben!! Ben!!," her baby voice shouted.
Never having said my name before,
Crying from the stroller
Imitating her mother's neglected cries,
I returned and kneeled on the floor to hold her...
Sleeping...
At my mothers house,
In my little brothers bed,
With you and your freshly bathed soft wet shampooed head;
Intoxicating, infatuating...
Fumes that once consumed are liberating restraining vivid pin and check point cause worth celebrating...
Buckling your safety belt, the day before your fifth birthday, after explaining why I had to leave, even I misunderstood.
"Be good" I said...
Before you rode off in the backseat of the car with your grandmother at the wheel...
"Remember Autumn"
I told her before I left
"...Remember..?"
Sep 28, 2017
Sep 28, 2017 at 2:27 AM UTC
We were on the beach,
Catching birds
With broken lenses.
I couldn't think,
Light rain moved you;
But I couldn't trust my senses,
Screaming.
Crying.
Reminding everybody
Of everything wrong in the world.
"We don't want to see you."
So they say,
"The anonymous they."
Sep 21, 2017
Sep 21, 2017 at 10:15 AM UTC
Every moment, bleeds into the next,
Coffee stained countertops,
Hazelnut creamers and splenda sweeteners.
You couldn't explain it,
but you could try.
Blueberrie and cheese danish,
While I imagined watching us
Through the eyes and lives of the people we were driving by.
Diabetes ruined your vision,
I was your eyes in early morning,
And at night.
The black suburban doors creaked
When you opened them,
You would slam them closed,
So I slammed them too.
The faint auto part store smell of grease and plastic,
Pungent dashboard dust and cup holder crumbs.
Passing daybreak sunstream tongues of red and orange,
With vivid shrouds of purple, blue and gray movie screen clouds.
Bird speckled in ways, that awes, stuns and cliches.
I fumbled through the cds and tapes
As we drove down the way,
Routine etched into everyday;
You would always turn the music down,
And I would turn it right back up again.
Sep 20, 2017
Sep 20, 2017 at 3:43 AM UTC
Warm saline, like shutter blinds;
Peering from behind.
Dial tone times, three cities away.
I'll have lunch at noon
A feast? A beast?
Faux renegade, with lemonade.
Search engine results for;
Definition.
I couldn't remember what the term was,
Saline veils, blinds and binds.
A bird,
Canary yellow with a symphony of strings;
It doesn't sing anymore.
Hooded menace creeps,
Down busy streets
And alleyways and keeps;
Harpooned white,
and ebbing, flowing, weeps.
Assimilate.
Congregate.
Wolves, thieves and sheep.
I stayed awake all night,
With warm saline,
Like shutter blinds.
Sep 14, 2017
Sep 14, 2017 at 9:47 PM UTC