you know what i was thinking about last night?
i was thinking about heaven
whether it exists or not…
i think the reason
i want not to believe
is because I’m scared
so terribly frightened
by the thought of eternity.
how could i keep waking up
day
after day
after day…
what could possibly make me keep going?
but then i think about you..
and i think about exploring this beautiful, wonderful world
and then i think
how long it would take
to see every
imaginable
beautiful
piece
you know…
i could have plenty of time for that.
and then i think about other things
like far distant worlds...
millions of planets
and billions of miles
and still all the time in the world
what if i had the time?...
and the millions of miles
to walk through the oceans
and swim through the land
and watch thousands of sunsets
endless in setting
and rising
and falling
again
and what if i had the endless ages
of stories on pages
or actors on stages
and just could sit by, eons on end
watching the riverbeds flow?
what if i had forever
and then ever and ever
and maybe i had it with you..
thats my only real heaven, and surely i'll go
i just hope that you'll come with me too
Feb 16, 2016
Feb 16, 2016 at 12:14 AM UTC
Gimme the keys
I’m good to ride
Over black or white
It's all good to me
I’ll take you someplace
You’ll wish you’d remember
From roaring rapids
To rolling thunder
From ivory coasts
To charcoal sky
From dusk till dawn
Till the music starts again.
Jun 6, 2015
Jun 6, 2015 at 11:56 PM UTC
Meet.
Smile.
Talk.
Learn.
Like.
Laugh.
Ask.
Kiss.
Hold.
Hope.
Love.
Live.
Give.
Plan.
Cheat.
Cry.
Claim.
Blind.
Blame.
Hope.
Smile.
Strive.
Live.
Learn.
Love.
Jun 6, 2015
Jun 6, 2015 at 11:54 PM UTC
a poem a day keeps the doctor away
and helps you write
like maggie, molly, and mae
and use more complex words when extending the rhyme
but still keep it sparse and succinct and sublime
so the reader will smile
and hold on for the ride
and realize the connection you’re feeling inside
so withering willows and pestilent pines
and the dark in the back of the light of their mind
will be rupt and distorted like sun through the blinds
and then they will find
thru your stanzas and lines
that nothing is over
if you learn to make time
Feb 14, 2015
Feb 14, 2015 at 2:21 AM UTC
she beds down with the most dangerous snakes she can find
and waits for the bite
she swallows the venom
then slides back in to me
give up the ghost,
don't look behind
i couldn’t help it if i tried
this world's cold and she’s a fire
Feb 14, 2015
Feb 14, 2015 at 2:14 AM UTC
when tomorrow starts without me
and i'm not there to see
if the sun should rise
and find your eyes
all filled with tears
for me
i wish so much you wouldn't cry
the way you did today
while thinking of the many things
we didn't get to say
i know how much you loved me
as much as i love you
and each time that you think of me
i know you'll miss me too
but when tomorrow starts without me
please try to understand
that an angel came
and called my name
and took me by the hand
and said my place was ready
in heaven far above
and that id have to leave behind
all those i dearly love
but as i turned to walk away
a tear fell from my eye
for all my life id always thought
i didn't want to die
i had so much to live for
so much yet left to do
it seemed almost impossible
that i was leaving you
i thought of all the yesterdays
the good ones and the bad
and i thought of all the love we shared
and all the fun we had
if i could relive yesterday
just even for a while
id say goodbye and kiss you
and maybe see you smile
but then i fully realized
that this could never be
for emptiness
and memories
would take the place of me
and when i thought of worldly things
i might miss come tomorrow
i thought of you
and when i did
my heart was filled with sorrow
and when i walked through heaven's gates
i felt so much at home
when god looked down and smiled at me
from his great and golden throne
he said this is eternity
and all i've promised you
today your life on earth is passed
but here life starts
anew
i promise no tomorrow
but today will always last
and since each day is the same
theres no longing for the past
you have been so faithful
so trusting and so true
and there were times
you did some things
you knew
you shouldn't do
but you have been forgiven
and now at last
you're free
so won't you come and take my hand
and share my life
with me
Sep 8, 2014
Sep 8, 2014 at 3:26 AM UTC
you get so alone
sometimes
especially at night
when it's just you
and your thoughts
regrets
fears
aspirations
the stifling silence
can be so loud
overbearing
that you have to
turn over
and flip on
the light
to remind yourself
that you're still
all there
sometimes
it just makes sense.
Jul 19, 2014
Jul 19, 2014 at 1:32 AM UTC
When Sadie was a little girl
She dreamed that she could fly.
Her wide eyes saw the world above;
And she was born to sail the sky.
Her coaches said she was to small,
So frail, that she would break.
The world would always hold her down
She had to snap awake.
But little Sadie closed her ears
And shut her eyes so tight.
She stood up on her tippy toes
And tried with all her might
To make herself look big and tall
Cast her shadow on the clouds,
But when she asked the sun to play
He said she just was not allowed.
But that could not slow Sadie down,
Not even just a bit.
She trained and worked all day and night
And they began to see her grit.
Then one day her moment came
As she stepped up to the bar
The world was quiet, still, at last
It was her turn to be a star.
She twirled and flipped so gracefully
Dazzling the crowd below
Not a soul denied the beauty
Of super Sadie’s flying show.
Her heart was strong and vibrant
But her body couldn’t hold
With one quick snap, her wings gave out
And she started to feel cold.
The ground was hard, the world was dark
And Sadie couldn’t feel
She looked and saw a man in white
And wondered, was this real?
Sadie’s all grown-up now
And her body works just fine
She’s all dressed up in glowing robes
And now she really shines.
She won’t regret a single day
Or what she tried to be
But now she has a different dream
And she goes by Dr. D.
Her dream is to help little girls
And lift them when they fall,
And make them shine
And show the world
That you’re never
Truly
Small.
Jul 17, 2014
Jul 17, 2014 at 5:46 PM UTC
We used to Imagine things...
You and I
and the kids down the street
We used to ring doorbells
and scrape knees
and look for treasures in the backyard
We would eat dinner
with only the lights on
and talk about how good the potatoes were
We would tell stories
run barefoot
and catch lightning bugs in a big glass jar
remember jumping in leaves?
rolling up snowmen?
and looking forward to the sweet smell of summer?
I remember.
We were young
it was easy
it's not so easy anymore.
Jun 30, 2014
Jun 30, 2014 at 5:47 PM UTC
memories get burned away
in bright light from the sun
they slowly fade;
where they were made
now distant,
dark,
yet warm.
they smelled of sweet things,
once were rich
and dense
and oh so wet
but clouds get swept,
the ground dries off
it’s easy to
forget.
there’re changes in the brightness
new beginnings in the light...
but not for me,
it’s all the same.
i’m hot.
i miss the rain.
Jun 11, 2014
Jun 11, 2014 at 10:07 PM UTC