It’s cold and dimly lit, this hall of everyday.
My fingers trace atoms, material and unforgiving.
I pause at the door, inconspicuous, but familiar.
Beneath it myth and whim cast shadows on the floor.
I can smell the gardens of wisdom and lore
and almost believe it a memory.
I don’t remember when I lost the key.
Good things are never seen going, but gone.
Dec 24, 2016
Dec 24, 2016 at 1:46 AM UTC
Raindrop rhythms
Bebop
Lightning in the night
I heard a
Grumbling
Mumbling
Something
Coarse
Double pane brokers
Negotiate the storm
Aug 27, 2016
Aug 27, 2016 at 12:16 AM UTC
Strange enough to say that I am with you
Stranger still to hold you in my arms
The planets don’t align this way on purpose
I wonder if the moon surprises Mars
With serenades and unexpected flowers
With notes to say I’ll miss you while you’re gone
I hope you’re startled right into my orbit
Delight me every eve and every dawn
Apr 30, 2015
Apr 30, 2015 at 9:30 PM UTC
I know the tongue
Behind my teeth
And the skin across my ribs
I know the peaks and valleys
Of my protruding knuckles
And the hair behind my head
I know the rising
The falling of my chest
And the scarcity of my whiskers
I know the eyes
Open to wonder
And the callous of my feet
I do not know the fear
Behind my cowardice
Or the judgment in my eyes
I do not know the depth
Of my ego’s tangled roots
Or the necessity to please
I do not know the anxiety
Grinding my bones
Or the lies of my heart
I do not know the color
Of my citizen soul
Or its longing for company
Apr 28, 2015
Apr 28, 2015 at 11:42 PM UTC
Fear
Distrust
Bad blood
More blood
Bitten dust
Angry eyes
Lots of eyes
Story fires
History bleeds
Baltimore streets
Burn in madness
When asked how we should mourn him
Freddie didn’t speak
Apr 28, 2015
Apr 28, 2015 at 1:00 AM UTC
Love is green
Life to spark life
From rooms unseen
Ever wide eyed
Song of our children
Strong as the tide
Hope for the risen
Making all new
Accepting the given
Color of youth
Branches to vine
Green is the truth
Truth is divine
Apr 26, 2015
Apr 26, 2015 at 12:46 AM UTC
at first bite
lavender blossoms
perfume the air
on soft sugar hills
under lemon suns
always one step above
the crumbling earth
and after
such presence
as to inspire memories
of the just now
of the longing
reminiscent
before I should be
Apr 25, 2015
Apr 25, 2015 at 12:57 AM UTC
Wherever we are
On this wildflower road
Leading where it will
Take notice
We will never return
We will always look back
Let this be a memory
We carry in our pockets
Now that we are
And what we are is wonderful
Naming the flowers at our feet
Apr 23, 2015
Apr 23, 2015 at 11:40 PM UTC
stop with me
in the madness
of electric lights
and broken songs
in the chaos
of insecurities
take hold of me
go nowhere
with me
explore the vacancies
between breaths
treasure rooms
of mirrors
stop and see
with me
the home we are
forbidden
Apr 23, 2015
Apr 23, 2015 at 12:14 AM UTC
Shells wash up on shallow shores
Sure and unashamed
Ancient treasures shed by shadows
The ocean ricochets
Patiently musicians wish
To share imaginations
Champagne fish and visions of the
Starfish constellations
They shout their cache of consciousness
Shivering vibrations
Sugaring the fishermen
With ocean incantations
Apr 22, 2015
Apr 22, 2015 at 12:18 AM UTC