Today I met a traveling poet
who had claimed no home
but the comfort
he found in his words
Nov 20, 2015
Nov 20, 2015 at 12:13 AM UTC
She says
"I don't understand poetry"
And She says
"I love him"
Well
She doesn't know
he is poetry.
A spectacular mystery
A delightful subtlety
A connectedness
A lifetime of wonders can be found in his eyes.
And i am a poet
Mar 31, 2014
Mar 31, 2014 at 10:58 PM UTC
That moment in summertime
when, for no good reason,
you feel inclined to jump in the swimming pool
Your
new shoes
expensive watch
and dry clothes
don't matter anymore
You wish to
ruin everything
for a moment's bliss
that is me and you
Mar 4, 2014
Mar 4, 2014 at 8:29 PM UTC
Show me
Your dark soul
And
Light brown eyes
Tell me
The truth
That
I've grown to despise
Love me
With the heart
That
Likes to hide
Show me
Your dark soul
And
Light brown eyes
Jul 30, 2013
Jul 30, 2013 at 10:57 PM UTC
And
I can't tell if I'm
Alice
Or
The Mad Hatter
In this crazy wonderland
Jul 30, 2013
Jul 30, 2013 at 10:53 PM UTC
I noticed
Today, in class, I noticed you.
I noticed that at just the
right time of day,
when the weather is perfect
and the sun shines through the windows,
my shadow appears
on the back of your shirt.
And, in the strangest of ways, it was one of the most
beautiful things
I have ever seen.
And then, in the next instant,
I became sad when I noticed that
you,
my friend,
will never know the
beauty
of my shadow
because it will always be at your back.
. It will always be in your blind spot.
And what a shame that is.
Jul 30, 2013
Jul 30, 2013 at 10:42 PM UTC