You’re snoring lightly, your jaw unhinged slightly, the little dipper of freckles on your shoulder peeking out from behind your sheets. The constellation I used to connect the dots to before you woke up. You’d throw the pen at my face, trying to keep your frown firm, but you’d crack and jump on my back as I ran from you down the hall. Merlin licking his paws, scrutinizing us from the doorway. As your legs wrapped themselves comfortably around my waist, twisting to my front I’d kiss your neck and you’d make that sound like warm whiskey.
I wish I could be with you when you wake up tomorrow. But your mother says its bad luck.
Just promise me you’ll still walk down the aisle if you wake up with my handy work on your shoulder.
I love you,
David
Apr 25, 2015
Apr 25, 2015 at 2:50 AM UTC
And I think about my grandmother,
her weathered hands with deliberate strokes.
Maroon and purple flowers,
dead grasses crunch under the hairs of the brush,
decaying branches grasp toward the vast blue.
A rustic fence separates the decaying foreground
from the wet mountains one day I will reach
The background in my close distance
but her shaking hands glide over
easily navigating the rocky terrain
with ashen color, to touch
the tops of the mountains that tease the sky
She will paint her way to the clouds
alone her brush will travel
creating every stroke along the way.
Apr 25, 2015
Apr 25, 2015 at 2:45 AM UTC
i am wearing my favorite christmas hairband
a snowman surrounded by red and blue bows sprinkled with snow
my father wears his favorite cubs hat,
i rest my head on my father’s Slanted shoulder
my eyes rest on my hand sitting lightly on his wrist
my father’s gaze is directed towards his gift.
maybe that’s it.
Mar 7, 2015
Mar 7, 2015 at 7:35 PM UTC
If I had seen it coming I wouldn’t have cried so
much I might’ve been more prepared
as if I could pack a survival kit
for months of recovery.
But instead there were no warning signs
nothing to give me a clue
for when you would crush me hard
between your fists,
ugly, and ****** broken on your floor.
I had seen it coming I could have forgiven you
as I grew smaller, held your hand,
said I love you more than you’ll ever know.
But it was sudden
overnight within seconds you left me, an old glove
fallen out of your warm coat pocket
into a puddle, too old and used up to save.
Mar 7, 2015
Mar 7, 2015 at 7:30 PM UTC
I don't know
where she is
or where She is
as my grandmother
peers out the window
into the heavenly
landscape of her garden
two white butterflies dance
mirroring the light *****
of the others wings.
breathless
my grandmother’s eyes turn misty
hand on her heart
grasping my fingers into knots
her voice clipped
there they are,
and she clutches onto me
as the sisters whirl themselves
around the ashen and lilies
Jan 26, 2015
Jan 26, 2015 at 12:22 AM UTC
Her shoes untouched unmoved
lay carelessly
in the middle of her room
the strings still tied
forever waiting to be
undone and redone
tightly around dainty feet.
a wet shiny black nose
rest atop the left shoe.
peering through the
wide door crack
he raises his golden head
paint splattered with gray
making eye contact
with a sorrowful wine,
questioning.
a moment.
the somber shake of the head
a whimper as he settles his snout
back on the left shoe
waiting…
Jan 26, 2015
Jan 26, 2015 at 12:15 AM UTC
And what if I told you,
words heavy in my throat
thoughts non-stop speeding
through the racetrack in my mind
heart hanging out to dry
at the end of my sleeve,
that to lose you
would cause the
75% of water in my body
to drown me
Jan 10, 2015
Jan 10, 2015 at 4:36 PM UTC
People want what they can't have
The truth is there
When you have one
But crave the other
The passion is there
The lust the desire
Fuels me with fire
Confusion
Not wanting to hurt the other
But having
To look out for yourself first
People want what they want
And I want
I want
I want
Mar 17, 2013
Mar 17, 2013 at 9:41 PM UTC
Deep in sleep
Dreams take over my mind
Capturing my attention
A house collapsed
An angry father
Soothed by my words
and conversation
A bedroom alone with a son
A son expresses
Suppression and hurt
Ease the pain with a gentle embrace
The warmth of it fill my heart
My stomach
With butterflies
A long lasting deep embrace
I look up into pained eyes
Filled with a desire so bold
How can you hug me like this
And I do not deserve a kiss?
He reaches go my face
I back away ashamed
Thinking of another...
A dream of course
Distorted and mixed
Switches forward to future missed
Hand cups my face
Leaning in with love
In his eyes
The perfect passionate kiss
A kiss so divine and pure
My eye lids flutter
To morning light
I turn and try to get back
Returning for just a moment
And then awake again
I'm filed with eagerness
And dread as not to return
Wanting to go back
And nothing more
Mar 13, 2013
Mar 13, 2013 at 11:58 PM UTC
Jumbled together is chaos
Emotions flittering
Through the minds endless thoughts
Through the crevasses
Of the open mind
That seems so closed.
The old one is over
There are two new.
One who isn't claimable
The other
Who is open and free
From ropes bound around his neck.
Like me.
The obvious choice it would seem
The most difficult as well
How to choose
How to pick.
How can one decide such a thing
The other option
Being one and only for a while
Being mine and mine alone
Just having myself
It's not a necessity
Just a pleasure
A gift.
Choices of an unseen future.
Mar 12, 2013
Mar 12, 2013 at 10:20 AM UTC