A flower's fragile gasp of ******
As it gently drinks the sun
A bee's first taste of nectar
On a cool spring morning
I'm a spring lamb
I hope I see the fall
May 19, 2018
May 19, 2018 at 1:22 PM UTC
Wave after wave
Blocking the horizon
Demanding your undivided attention
Demanding your undivided attention
Demanding your undivided attention
But they pass
They pass
Pass
Paz.
Wave after wave
Blocking the horizon
Demanding your undivided attention
Demanding your undivided attention
Demanding your undivided attention
But they pass
They pass
Pass
Paz.
Apr 17, 2018
Apr 17, 2018 at 12:05 PM UTC
The lack of emotion
in raindrops' fallings
should there be a laughter?
is there a pride
in being the last
to leave the cloud?
Mar 18, 2015
Mar 18, 2015 at 12:55 PM UTC
I want to lay with you
and let you see my soul,
that it can recognize you as mine.
I want you to hear it
so that you would know it in a darkness.
To taste it, that it would never fully be consumed.
To touch it,
as a million gentle whispers.
To smell it, as to let it become a part of you.
Jan 13, 2015
Jan 13, 2015 at 1:14 AM UTC
The king of the castle sits,
His back paw scratching his head,
Ruminating.
The aging cat wonders if he'll ever lose
the itch.
Then, apparently having reached a satisfactory conclusion
The furry statesmen curls up by the fire
Drifting....
...off
to...
sleep...
he purrs softly to himself:
The rumble of unfathomable ponderings.
Oct 14, 2014
Oct 14, 2014 at 12:41 AM UTC
It's strange, at times, I find
What books can mean to me.
My life, inside, reflected back
Almost instantly.
They rest on shelves, holding knowledge
Almost timidly.
How can it be, their wisdom rings
In eternity?
Oct 1, 2014
Oct 1, 2014 at 6:20 AM UTC
A wave of probability
smashing straight into me
I'll probably go insane
but remain sane simultaneously
psi, c'est la vie
Sep 28, 2014
Sep 28, 2014 at 3:07 AM UTC
Walk in the woods daily, taking care to greet the trees.
Stroll among them gaily, and be sure to smell the breeze.
In time, they’ll bark friendly salutations, through smiles of leafy greens
You’ll find a natural family, in this idyllic scene
Sep 28, 2014
Sep 28, 2014 at 3:03 AM UTC
And the journey begins
From the land of 10,000 10,000 mile high clouds
Drenching jungles and shores of ancient coral gardens
Long since harvested from the sea
Where they plant the love of their country in foreigners row by row by row
Where bananas resemble mashed potatoes and are served with onions
Where people can name the entire Yankees roster and have never kicked a soccerball
And yes my feet are tired
Because flip flops, like the government, offer little support
And who knows when I'll get the last grain of sand out of my hair
Or when the ringing in my ears from trumpet blasts will finally fade
Or the taste of unavoidably ingested bug spray will finally stop burning the back of my throat
my speedo tan lines will likely be the first to go
But all the myriad lessons internalized (read: only spray yourself with bugspray out doors)
All the friends friended with zero electronic interference (like the turtle hatchling I held or the man who volunteers years of his life protecting them for results that likely won't be seen in his lifetime)
Will live inside me forever
For, ever will my journey continue
Until we meet
And I can share them all with you
We can feast on them together
And they can maybe one day help you grow
like a mangrove tree
and harbor ideas of love in your roots like baby fish
And maybe if you're lucky, even taste the bug spray for yourself
Aug 26, 2014
Aug 26, 2014 at 12:20 AM UTC