I remember him.
Centuries and centuries ago
he seems so far away now
like the lost unbidden starlight
that wonders the universe with no where to go
and no other goals in mind
I see him as i speak and as i think of him
i picture him wandering a windy road
stopping and sitting and waving hello
his thoughts drag and float behind him
in a long long train of different colored silks
he still wears his sandals in winter time
i chew over what he meant to me before
like biting into old gum
that still has a little flavor in it
he sits there
watering his thoughts until they grow and grow into every planet
and every shape
so very very far away.
Apr 3, 2014
Apr 3, 2014 at 7:51 PM UTC
I wish someone would want all of me.
Instead of the bits and pieces they decided to cut out and frame.
I wish they saw what I see.
but they didn't see my sadness my failure or my shame.
I wish i could believe
if the day came
that what I see and what they saw
were one and the same.
Mar 25, 2014
Mar 25, 2014 at 12:15 AM UTC
Love is vulnerable.
you extend yourself into
someone else
hoping
wishing
I look to you as you used to look
at me until
I have to stare at myself
and realize
I never let you see
those before you
Nor did you let me see
Ones before I
Maybe you shouldn't lie.
My walls were up around me
and covered with mirrors.
and your lies were arrows dipped in ink
splotching what I wanted to see in
myself.
I open up a crack
only to be hit
and hit in the eye
I closed the crack up
only to be blind
Mar 5, 2013
Mar 5, 2013 at 3:34 PM UTC
Today I remembered yesterday
and what I said about tomorrow
I looked up at my surroundings
I stared intensely at the dark
until the dark stared back
and I looked away
Tomorrow I will say something about
yesterday
and today will be the same
I want to say something different
then I would today
about tomorrow
but If I could do that
everyday
would be the same
as yesterday
Mar 5, 2013
Mar 5, 2013 at 3:30 PM UTC
"Only a fool trips on what is behind him"
And I am caught walking backwards.
Feb 22, 2013
Feb 22, 2013 at 12:00 AM UTC
If I should live another day
without another's essence
tis truly a day a waste
If I should roam
and roam again
until the day's end
I want another
another beside me
one to hold and
one to have
Listening and feeling
another.
Wanting another
loving another
A day with another
is a day truly spent.
Feb 20, 2013
Feb 20, 2013 at 11:29 PM UTC
I will just sit here on my computer.
Clicking and typing and trying
to be clever.
I will just sit here on my bed
Breathing and blinking and trying
to go to sleep
I will just sit here in this life
Trying and living and wondering
what is to be
I will just be here in this moment
Living and breathing and loving
every second of existence.
Feb 18, 2013
Feb 18, 2013 at 2:37 PM UTC
Life is just a combination of 26 letters.
Letters make sounds we become accustomed to
and then these sounds spill into emotion.
When we choke on a sob,
I wonder what letters are spilling out of our mouths.
Maybe when we don't know what to feel
our 26 letters are in the wrong combination
or just backwards.
When we sigh a happy sigh
I wonder if the letters themselves are happy.
If letters make sounds, and sounds make emotion
then maybe letters have emotion too?
Feb 18, 2013
Feb 18, 2013 at 2:27 PM UTC
Love, lets go on an
adventure just leave
to the willow tree
Feb 16, 2013
Feb 16, 2013 at 7:59 PM UTC
If I started in oblivion
shall I end in oblivion?
If I should end in dark
Did I begin in the dark?
If I am buried in the ground
Did I come from the sky?
Whose to say the world doesn't repeat itself
and its questions
over and over again.
If I am brought into this world
What world had I come from?
Whose to say
What world is next.
Feb 14, 2013
Feb 14, 2013 at 3:15 PM UTC