Let it go;
Like sand
From your fingertips
Some sticks; A buildup
Protective coating
Of homeliness accentuating
Loneliness;
Wash your hands in the sea,
Watch the sunset with me;
Let it be.
Mar 2, 2016
Mar 2, 2016 at 11:47 AM UTC
The morning's swearing wears away
At the sight of midday.
Midday's timekeeping and selfish pleasantries,
Is shoved at the deliberate onset
Of evening's pirouette.
Evening is a slow demon.
What was once in its husk
Shies from its predecessor;
Anxiously timing its rebirth;
Dawn only exacerbates.
Night shines black through the curtains,
Inside enclosed it is a blessing
As the day's lightning
Fades
And on comes
Peace.
Until the moon, ditching its promises,
Finds more to disappoint,
In the end.
I sometimes wonder if it'll ever come again.
Feb 25, 2016
Feb 25, 2016 at 6:01 PM UTC
That day came and passed,
As she did,
As all the others have, and will,
Having been, and gone from,
Life, as if water in a well.
There's only so much,
And only so long,
One can conjure up the could haves,
The would haves and the maybes,
And I wonder
Is this the destined fate
Adorning all our graves,
While we navigate
This maze,
And try finish what we started
As babes,
And hand down our progress so far,
And hope, that inconsistent human constant,
That they try harder
Before they fade; these, and those,
Will fade,
As will I.
We both wanted to be writers.
I'm writing my book.
I wish with all my heart
That she could write hers.
Feb 22, 2016
Feb 22, 2016 at 6:38 AM UTC
The first time I saw you,
I knew you were different.
through the heart palpitations and rushed inhalations
I saw clearly enough to differentiate
You from the obstinate, the inate,
the circle jerkers, the irate.
I just knew.
When you walk into the room,
Fahrenheit becomes Celsius and I hide somewhat inside and through my racing heart and my blood rush I time my glances so you don't think I'm staring.
But I am.
When you smile, you unwittingly create,
a mini universe with you and I.
When you laugh, out of sheer infectious joy,
I don't know whether to do the same or cry.
When your name pops up on my phone;
A loss of breath occurs with a stutter of unsaid words as the world stops and I stare as if into a daydream rising and rising until the magnitude of the amplitude is realised in its entirety.
The world is lit with fireflies as I dive into a sea of you as I'm enveloped by the idea of loving and giving and romantic evenings of dinner for two.
We'll drink champagne as we toast to Russell Crowe, to puns and the fun that will be had to come in the graspable future.
We'll stay up all night and watch the stars,
billions of light years reflected in your eyes as the fireflies dance and we're both in an each other induced trance in our mini world of two absorbed in wanderings and night meanderings.
We'll watch the sun rise in a blood red dawn vanquishing the fallen stars.
We'll watch the world grow and throw itself into decline and rise, following our own timeline, grabbing our destiny with both hands letting no regret reprimand us for what we do.
Because, the truth is, I love you, and there's nothing I can do.
In my nights awake all that's thought about is you.
In my dreams and daydreams, you're the sole proprietor.
the peace to my fire.
our happily ever after.
Feb 20, 2016
Feb 20, 2016 at 7:41 AM UTC
Close your eyes and go to sleep,
Earth benefits from those who dream,
So let it be.
There's more than you can keep
Collected in at the seams;
Close your eyes and go to sleep.
Only so much can seep
Through, and waste serene;
So let it be,
Known that there's more hidden deep
Than the eye can see and believe, so
Close your eyes and go to sleep.
You're more than you seem,
Never run out of steam. You have to
Close your eyes and go to sleep.
Let it be.
Jan 25, 2016
Jan 25, 2016 at 7:55 AM UTC
I'm alone on an island in the middle of the sea.
I am under the impression that I can leave -
But to do so I must be able to see
And make another see me, to get across by boat
Or by plane, however it may.
A monster lurks in the shadowy depths.
It watches me, step by step,
All the while I plan along the shore,
Waiting for my chance to scream for help
Or hope there comes nothing more,
For I'm not sure I can stand my own company,
In my lonely, stranded, state,
I hold out hope that someone, maybe,
Can find a way to reach across,
Stretch through the fog,
And save me from my fate.
Nov 9, 2015
Nov 9, 2015 at 5:25 PM UTC
The wind that shakes the trees
Blows through my coat,
Lifts up the tails
As if to gloat;
"I am free."
The wind that beats these window panes,
The voice that calls this pain again;
"You're indignant to fate," they said.
But I cannot accept their breaded promisings,
My thoughtless relinquishings
Of lost, listless, loving tales
Grown stale in my thumping heartbeat
Beaten by stalling, broken, dreams.
The wind that shakes these trees,
Blows me away with the leaves.
Nov 8, 2015
Nov 8, 2015 at 12:14 PM UTC