Corey Smith

Corey Smith Nov 2023

I won’t ask you for your forgiveness
I don’t trust myself to do it differently, if I had it
It is your blessing that I seek
Would you give it to me
Knowing that I lived my life
Without a regard for yours
And it’s only now that you occupy my thoughts

I long to see you again
And I thought about doing it
Every now and then
But, mother, you see
Ought to be spared the pain
Of having to outlive a second son

Until then…

I will keep the necklace they gave me close to my heart
There is a part of you inside the capsule, that hangs
It’s so small
I can hold you in the palm of my hand, big brother

Corey Smith Mar 2023

You Who Give

To the one who should hear it
Yet hardly ever does
The world is grateful for all your love

You who give
Give more
…
And then some

Corey Smith Mar 2023

Morning

When the birds chirp from their high trees

When the last drop from the Keurig falls

When the distant engine in the sky fades

When the neighborhood dog sings a song

When the food smells like a holiday

When the breeze is gentle enough to tickle

When the sun tip toes over the horizon

When the hour is young before the day

Corey Smith Mar 2023

Life Is More Cruel Than Death

Life is more cruel than death
Any moment may be our last
Some will go rudely taken
Other’s, to sleep and never to awaken

The how, we fear, is all the same
Yet death is in its finality, kind
For we shall spend more time with death
Than that of the cruelty of life

Corey Smith Apr 2020

What Does A Heart Do

What does a heart do, if not
Unto its latest hour and trial,
When soon it shall forever dream
But loveth in all the moment thee.

Corey Smith Apr 2020

The Cycle

Every drop of rain has it's own spot:

From the wide and gray sky manifest,

Unto earth's rich bed for a moments rest;

A series of the again, sworn

By an unspoken great knot.

Corey Smith Mar 2020

The World Is Ugly When You're Sad

The world is ugly when you're sad.
My lungs near empty are not so glad.
A single breath will buy me time,
Another yet soon I cannot find.
Then, as my body aches
And my face now blue,
I look beyond to comfort you.
Quickly, quickly, for time does wane,
Your sweet smile is but a marvelous thing.
My lungs soon after, merry they'll seem,
For the world is beautiful when you're happy.