This moment won't last forever
I know it well. I feel it fading.
It rushes through my fingers like grains of sand;
But, I enjoy the sensation.
A beginning cannot be celebrated
without an end, and
A life cannot be cherished,
unless it it lived.
That is why I treasure them.
This moment, and,
all the moments we have together.
I don't think I would love you as much
without the setting of a thousand hours,
hours we spent with one another,
hanging like a starry backdrop,
behind your head.
All this time, has embossed you onto my heart.
Pressed down like a stamp, gradual but essential.
Now, you are part of who I am.
And so is this time, together, right now.
I know this moment won't last forever, but-
That is what makes it special.
Mar 29, 2015
Mar 29, 2015 at 6:18 PM UTC
your accent is like, cherry-caramel to my ears
my favourite flavour, and it kills
me when you stop talking, to ask if I am
listening; I hear your tones more than your
words, my dear
keep talking
Mar 29, 2015
Mar 29, 2015 at 6:17 PM UTC
You are azure, like the sky and,
at one point, I thought that I
could fly,
up into the wide expanse
of your embrace,
but alas, my feathers
are not yet grown,
I am a fledgling still
too weak to try, and you,
are unreachable
And all my efforts, all
my attempts, have been in vain.
And many others have caught
your grace, and felt
the shining of your eyes.
While I remain,
grounded here, in youth
and innocence.
Perhaps that is my place.
Down here, I watch you from
afar, broad and beautiful...
and not for me.
Unequal; that is what we are.
And so my strivings cease -
I'll leave some time to grow -
make peace with stunted feathers,
dreams unrealized.
Maybe later, I will find
my wings.
Mar 29, 2015
Mar 29, 2015 at 6:16 PM UTC
Wizened, like the mountain ridges in the west,
you gazed across the desk at me, rheumy eyes unblinking,
and asked me what I wanted from life
When I answered, the blue opacity of your gaze seemed to sharpen
and pierce my soul
you clasped your hands comfortably, and rolled your ancient shoulders back
- trees rippled in the ridges of your crisply pressed shirt -
and you told me, with your well-worn voice, that you would exert every effort
to give me all the tools I needed to succeed
as you blinked, our conference ended, like the sun had gone down
I was free to leave, but lingered
your short white hair crested your brow like a fresh snowcap, you
had ravines beside your eyes, and smiled like a canyon
so I turned to go
And it occurred to me, as I left the inclines of your presence for
the flat horizons of my daily life, that I
would like to have the same peace that flowed
through your being,
it would be a healthy rain to the desert of my soul.
I longed to have the verdancy that you had - you,
forty years my senior; you put my youth to shame
but soon you would be my teacher, and
you would not let me go to waste
Sep 9, 2014
Sep 9, 2014 at 9:47 PM UTC
your accent is like cherry-caramel to my ears
my favourite flavour, and it kills
me when you stop talking, to ask if I am
listening; I hear your tones more than your
words, my dear
keep talking
Sep 9, 2014
Sep 9, 2014 at 9:46 PM UTC
This moment wont last forever
I know it well. I feel it fading.
It rushes through my fingers like grains of sand;
But, I enjoy the sensation.
A beginning cannot be celebrated
without an end, and
A life cannot be cherished,
unless it it lived.
That is why I treasure them.
This moment, and,
all the moments we have together.
I don't think I would love you as much
without the setting of a thousand hours,
hours we spent with one another,
hanging like a starry backdrop,
behind your head.
All this time, has embossed you onto my heart.
Pressed down like a stamp, gradual but essential.
Now, you are part of who I am.
And so is this time, together, right now.
I know this moment wont last forever, but-
That is what makes it special.
Sep 6, 2014
Sep 6, 2014 at 7:15 PM UTC
Raindrops pool in azure skies
Yellow boots now flying through
Sparkling drops lift off, take flight
To come to rest on emerald leaves
And view the rising of the night
Glowing in the setting sun
Breeze bobbing them like fireflies
They slither down to dot the pane
And at a glance appears like rain
But with dawns first kiss, its trail is clear
First winters frost has now been here
He leaves a snaking snowflake web
Across the cold clear glass
Mar 1, 2012
Mar 1, 2012 at 2:52 PM UTC
Lying softly,
on the breeze
gentle air, stirring
the trees
and all is waiting
wistful, watchful
through the silent
eveningtide
Mar 1, 2012
Mar 1, 2012 at 2:51 PM UTC
With a general whirl of fading warmth and sunny breezes, she dons her many colored coat which trails along the ground.
Ephemeral, she passes slowly, and all the trees liken to her form, spreading colored circles on the ground.
She is the herald of her sister, with bright color fading and warm hues falling to the earth, she announced the coming snows and cold weather
'Dance with me' she calls, she clothes herself in leaves and cool breezes and hangs her fiery banners on the trees.
Very hesitant, she tiptoes away again, when her time is done, her sister winter blows through after her and freezes all her leaves.
Asleep, she remains in cold caves and secluded forests, she will return to dance again and again.
Eternal as she is fleeting, she dances ever in my thoughts.
Mar 1, 2012
Mar 1, 2012 at 2:50 PM UTC
When did we ever say it, that we would always be together
Naïvely thinking, the world was our, taking it at our leisure
The harsh facts, life is ephemeral, fleeting swiftly on hinds feet
We deigned to forget our troubles, and doused ourselves in pleasure
Never thinking, only doing, we now see, oh how wrong we were
The time remaining is short and even now we are unsure
Remaining stunned, but grasping tightly to a future we could see
Only the myriad seconds passing, the time left passing in a blur
How hard I cried, fingertip to fingertip, the oceans of my soul
Dried out their loss upon the rocky shores and barren shoals
Crashing up high waves with deep longing and stronger emotion
Pleading to God, that he not put asunder, but keep us whole
Oh, that the glassy panes and starry skies were weak or untrue
That I would never have cause to forget, among all things, you
And that our days apart, however they be, be numbered
With all this, and more the same, flowing from your soul and heart too
For the long hours of night, and passing slower, dreamt of things
For all the pain, the heartfelt longing, and tears my torn heart brings
And for all fear, as separation dulls past, and the doubting
Let my sodden heart be turned anew, and hope a flow'r in spring
Mar 1, 2012
Mar 1, 2012 at 2:49 PM UTC