I don’t want to be
the fat kid on the seesaw
anymore
The let down
the crash into
the dirt
I want to build castles
in the sandbox
Maybe
hang precariously
inverted
Or perhaps slide
perpetually
Or swing so high
I might go upside down
then just
let go into a freefall
jump
Dec 28, 2014
Dec 28, 2014 at 4:55 PM UTC
The sea
frightens
me.
Too deep
wide
dark
ice
wet
filled with
creatures
It does
not stop.
Kisses sweetly
the sandy
shoreline:
Is it teasing
or begging
forgiveness?
It cannot
stop.
My fear
lies in the
immensity of
its depths
and
in the
thought that
pleasing or
pleading
The ocean
will kiss
the shoreline
-always-
with a frothy
caress
Dec 28, 2014
Dec 28, 2014 at 4:54 PM UTC
every star, blade of grass,
every cloud and flower we pass,
some are not noticed,
not even cared for,
but still needed, i'm sure.
Dec 28, 2014
Dec 28, 2014 at 4:51 PM UTC
As the night
Sits and passes by
I also sit outside
Staring up at the sky
Dec 28, 2014
Dec 28, 2014 at 4:50 PM UTC
The moonlit water
My mirrors stare back at me
It is silver glass
Hot is the summer
Waves of heat rise from the sand
The sun scorches the earth
Red is the night sky
Their blood was shed on the field
The soldiers lie still
Dec 14, 2014
Dec 14, 2014 at 10:28 PM UTC