Only one life,
Live it
Or keep
Waiting,
And
Regret it,
Never lose
Sight of
What gets
You lit.

Night falls, magical
Dust in-between
The dim and The End,
Flies weightless and
Careless,
Canary cloudland
Carries the
Dots in flight, existing
Here nor there,
Their flicker
Absent
As the day
Is swept away.

It escapes.

Beneath
Sea,
Fluid is
Conduit.
Stare up,
Oxygen finds
Unbroken
Pipelines
Underneath
Atmospheric
Resistance,
Transformed
Under
Aqua Presence,
Flows
&
Gives Life
To All.
Hair moves
Like Silk
Strands,
Freely.
Open
Your eyes,
It’s another
World
When
You’re
Beneath
Sea.

Yellow tabby sits in the window,
Tail sways from side-to-side  
In rhythm with the droplets outside,
Outside where the lake’s surface
Is broken by a thousand beats on its drum,
Pitter-patter, pitter-patter, over and over.
Tears cascade down from heaven’s gates,
And create flowing streams that boil with
Steam and pressure to form a fountain
That splashes from the surface to the sky.
Pitter-patter, pitter-patter, over and over.
Yellow tabby sits in the window,
Eyes move from side-to-side,
In no particular rhythm with the outside,
Outside where the lake’s surface
Is no longer broken by a thousand beats
On its drum.
The sun emerges
To clear the stage.

Stood in the break
Between you and me…
I said goodbye knowing
That you weren’t the
Right one, you see
Through me,
And I could see
Through you.
Doorway,
Was a gateway
To embrace and
Know that we
Would never be.
You see, you weren’t
The one for me,
And there is
Someone else
Out there
For you, maybe.
I knew as I
Gave you one
Last smile and
Waved farewell,
That was
The last
Time I’d
Ever see
You
Again.

Time, it's flying like a freight train.
No need for tracks, it continues running.
Rocketing forward, flashing by.
It continues on and on.
We can't stop it, even for a second.
It’s unstoppable yet undefined.
No matter how much we try,
It continues on.
Time.

Gazed
Upon distant
Streaks of
Energy
As they
Appeared
To be blurs
In the darkened
Vault of heaven.

Bark lined remnants,
Grow wild, inside the fire.
Uncontrolled burn, let it render
Heat to icy hands
Here in frozen firelight.
Sparks, let them fly,
Make one wish tonight.
Don’t tell anyone what it is,
Or, it might not take flight.

For a short time,
Supernova outshines galaxies;
It explodes and
Imprints images
Across Andromeda's face,
Overexposed across its gaze,
Blinds & Spills in all directions,
Up & Up. Down & Down. Around & Around.

I’d drag these regrets to the far-off reaches,
Just to be left speechless,
As we watch it outshine the Sun,
I would.

I forgive you, and myself too.
It was supernova, not meant to live
Long.

Forgiveness
Is like a Nebula’s Kiss,
It gives birth to new life
And leaves the past behind.

A star dies in supernova flame,
And the view from here is spectacular,
Don't miss it.

Snow Falls,
On this magical,
Christmas night.

Not a soul in sight-
But I can hear,
Your song.

There are lights
Glimmering
In the distance,
They wrap
Their way
Around pine needles,
A never-ending
Maze
Of branches,
Catching
Falling Snow.
Blanketing.
Forgiving.  

There is no sound,
Only silence all around,
As white flecks,
Reflect
Off the ground.  

God-
I know you're there.

Can you hear,
This prayer?

It all started
So light,
Until I heard
A voice barely say,
“Welcome to the Dark Fairy Tale,
Run for your life."

Then these thoughts
Crossed my mind,
The warning signs
Were all there,
I should have turned
Back at the masquerade ball;
Pulled off the mask,
Face revealed,
Smell of her
Perfume in
Your hair.

Kept the truth
Locked up with
Gingerbread
And sparkle dust,
"Love."

Trapped
In a toxic tale;
Couldn't sleep,
The Gothic prince
Took my hand
So charmingly,
And said, "Come with me..."
He spun me round' and
Swept me off my feet,
Until I fell to the
Floor and couldn't
See.

Cinderella Dream;
Coated with Candy Cream,
It was all fun and games,
Until I realized his
Premeditated plans
To take away
All the best parts
Of me.

Poison apple
Portrayal
Forever
Frozen in
Glass frame
Would be
An unlikely
Ending.

Tonight
The airwaves signal your voice across the skyline,
Transport your words by paper planes with origami wings;
Up High;
And, it’s like you’re still alive, it’s like you haven’t left…
At peace is the frequency that radiates throughout
Your soul now at ease, feel the breeze so real
It Seems;
Tonight, it’s like you’re still alive...

Voices sing—
Mesmerizing, hypnotizing;
Trapped thoughts
Live out stories in your head
As you rest in your bed,
And you never
Thought you’d be,
Caught in this web,
Living out fantasies,
Unruly
As you sleep,
And everything
Fades,
Only faint memories
Remain,
When you wake.

No longer
Trying
To follow
False hearts
To the edge
Of the earth,
Finished
Pouring cups
Over lost love letters,
Lit up by the smallest
Flame,
In this moment,
I’m my only
Friend and enemy.

Hold on,
It’s never easy,
Take this thread,
It’s all you have
Left.

No matter
What you’re
Struggling with,
Hold on.

A chain of soft fabric string,
Dangles from a branch
In the wind, swirling buoyed,
It’s barely afloat by tendrils
That split, so thin.

Hold on,
Don’t let go,
To be taken
By the wind.

The sky is purple tonight,
Sweetness laces invisibly.

Waves roll in,
Is it what
You leave behind
That matters?
Answer:
Also
The here,
The now.

I can hear
Them as they crash to
Hit land roughly—
Phantoms,
Hidden but fierce,
These waves race.

A force to be
Reckoned with...

There is
Something calming,
About listening
To siren songs,
In the dark.

Nothing else,
Comes to mind.
Forgetting
Your troubles,
Leaving
Them on
The Shore,
Behind you.

There’s something
About
The motion;
Losing your
Worries
In the vastness.

Pools subside to nothingness.

Devotion,
Circles
The sea
To wash
Ashore
With endless
Possibilities.

Pools subside to nothingness.

There's a reason,
It's called
A Siren Song.

The wind blew
Fast, like shooting stars.

Bridges linked,
Supersonic speeds,
Crossed oceans,
Networks
Of waves
And branches
Traveled
Above
Salt-Water-Smoke;
For miles, bespoke.

Swiftly carried
By air;
To arrive
Out of nowhere.

Shut the doors,
Closed them tight.
Kept the breeze
Out
On that cold, cold
Night.

Paint to paper,
From a beating heart;
Bleeds like old acrylic
Dreams on the back
Of syncopated medium
As emotions
Pour uncontrollably
Because you never
Knew how to not
Feel so much.

Where do you
Want to go tonight?
    The Great Expanse,
Laid out in the distance.

Dream on, and sleep
As a man
  In a spaceship
Slips into space—

Open cavern door,
And he lives, freely.
  In the abyss, gravity exists.
Mask in place.

Where do you want
To go tonight?

Oxygen
Moves about
His suit.

He takes a drive,
Into the night.
Yellow stripes
Trail behind.

Isn’t the
Universe
A mind-blowing
Place?

Take it down to the ground,
Take it down to the cattails
And drown your legs
Up to your knees in lake water,
In nature’s loving arms, again.
No longer a kid, and it’s okay.
Take it down, take it down.
Don’t wait, this day was made
For you, me, for us.
So, just take it down, take it down.
Let the stream and polished stones
Set you free...
Until your feet find growing grass.
Take it down, take it down.
It’s all around,
Take it down
To nature's sound.

If I followed
That path
Discovered;
Where would she lead?

The Aspen leaves
Cover this
Canopy.

Envelop
The forest
Kept.

Fall slow
To the ground,
Forest Found.

Covered Canopy,
Insulated
Incapsulated Wound,
Time heals.

Raindrops
Sing as they
Patter beneath.

A choir
In
Song,
Ground
Catches them,
Listen.

No need to be down,
No need, no need.

Look up as these
Elements fall.

Raindrops,
Make her want to dance,
Swim
In Anchor Fog.

Breathe, as you know
You are free as
The tempest.

Oh lover,
I ravaged your plans.
You said you knew
How you would
Lay me down;
Instead,
I took your hand
And led you
Down the
Stairs- Heaven bound.
You said you wanted
Me in
Every corner,
Until none remained.
So, we did
As lovers do.
After going
Down the
Stairs,
I sat you down
On an accent chair,
Then removed
My clothes too.
Your heart raced,
And you looked
Surprised;
The rest,
Is left untold.
We did
As lovers do.

One day in 2299,
They will tell
This story,
The one of
Dying books on
Dusty shelves,
In a time when
There was
Still room
To dig graves
In the ground.

Two words
Written on
A sign,
Insignificant.

These words
Mean nothing,
Or do they
Speak of something?

Why did someone
Write them there?

In black marker
In the middle of
A Roundabout.

Two words:
“Free Rent.”

Something
That doesn’t exist.

I said I’ll leave this in your hands,
(God’s hands).
You said I don’t want to pull
You into this darkness
I’m struggling with,
And misery
Loves company.

Never poured
My coffee
Without
Cream
And
Sugar,
Until
I
Discovered
A new
Comfort
In
Savoring
It
In
Its
Untainted
Form,
All the
Sips
Of
Roasted
Warmth
To
Enjoy,
Every
Flavor
Note
Dancing
A tango
On
Taste Buds,
Morning
Cup
Delights.

Many rusty keys,
Sit in a box with
Stories to tell.

This one leads
To a door
That hides
Forbidden
Fairy tales.

Be careful,
Close it
Fast behind you,
Or the dragon
Will follow
You out.

Another silver key,
Unlocks
Shattered Dreams
Put back together,
Piece by piece.

This one is
My favorite,
It leads you to
A place to rest
Your head,
It takes you
Away from
The day
And lets you
Hide
And
Find
A peaceful place,
To
Play.

Essence emanates
On clear glass
Scraping hurricanes
Streaks racing
As if rivers
Forming to
See who
Finishes first.

Always wanted
To get lost with
You.
You said
We all
Die alone,
So, get used
To being
By yourself.
I still
Am.

Make believe that
There is more,
To this than
Meets the eye.

Make-me-believe.

Silhouettes taunt the human mind,
Then you think you've seen a ghost;
Worked in a historical building,
Thought I eyed a cowboy
Walking by, dusty;
Done with the day.
Shapes twisted in peripheral vision,
Even so, no one was there.
Only shadows passed by.

Do you ever
Journey to
The Ever Glow?
It’s a mist
Covered
Jungle,
With just
Enough
Fleeting
Daylight
To find
The path
Leading
To
Anywhere.

Violet illumination ignites the sky, high to the pinnacles.
Lifts you up, lost in the stratosphere without a care.
A full range of colors, reflect on this timepiece never lost.
The compass always guides you there.
It will live forever, if you will it;
If you will let it live,
It will,
Live forever.
No spectrum can capture the various impressions
Left to be remembered in full tint saturation.

Rested on a Mammoth
Rock by the sea,
Watched the waves
Roam free like
Tales of
Ancient
History.

Optimistic,
The answer to
Every First World woe
That plagues the soul.
Optimistically,
I must wake each day,
As it's hard to tell
What lies ahead, anyway.  
Optimism prevails, always.
If only it was
That simple.
The only answer
Is to see the world
Optimistically.
Easier said than done,
Sometimes,
It flies too high
Like a caught Dragonfly,
Leading to dread and disappointment
When captured in the mouth
Of a ravenous bluish bird, big appetite.
Against all odds,
Remain
Optimistic.

My mind drifts at the thought of what it would feel like
To share your blanket with you;
Letting words cover me head to toe with your many layers.

Hidden pockets of warm down filling,
I’d get lost there forever if you’d promise to never let go...

I can’t quite put my finger on this—
The world continues to spin
On its axis, and thoughts dance
On imagination’s stage like toy soldiers,
Ballerinas, and stacked wooden dolls
Come to life in this far, far away vision.
Eyes open in a dream within a dream,
Where you think you have awoken,
But you are still deep in Dreamland.

Gentle dawn reaches out lovingly
To the sleeping world below.
She must let go of night’s slumber,
And shine her light on everything.

Sometimes, it is easy to think “It’s just me;”
We all sometimes, feel lonely.
You can want something so badly,
Deep within your bones; Sometimes,
Reality condones that it is best left alone.
Thought I felt you throughout the day,
Couldn’t stop smiling at the thought of your words.
Created something from your insights; felt alive,
Inside.

Someone else wanted me, but not in a loving way.
Once wore his locket around my neck;
Was just false hope that it was real,
It wasn’t;
Was just a broken wheel
That kept rolling along; wobbling.
Until one day,
It stopped.

The day is done—
Clock strikes 4pm,
And it’s time to walk home, again.
It’s raining and cold.
I lock up my desk,
And head to the elevator
Ready to leave, say goodbye to this place;
Down 34 floors, exit to pavement’s freedom;
I pass the larger than life
Plato blue abstract statue,
Cardio up the hill,
Sadly, smell human waste
Coming from a small enclave
Of trees, where the homeless sleep.
I usually hold my breath and count my blessings.
I realize that any of us might easily become homeless.
I am grateful for my life and a place that keeps its warmth.
Then, I walk across the bridge,
Rush hour traffic stalled like a clogged artery.
Many cars, lights, and skyscrapers line the distance.
I like to think of the city as a heart in human body,
And the closer you get to its core, you can hear its blood flow.
Once past this point, I feel I can breathe again as the cells
Spread out more to my neighborhood, gentrified;
Pass the latest construction with a sign that displays,
“Affordable Housing for All.”
I have yet to see it.
Marijuana streams drift out windows,
There's the school overlooking to mountain's peak;
Just three more cross walks and I’ll be home, free.

I remember the drive,
Across those
Watercolor splotched
State lines,
Smears of time passed fast,
Downpours covered,
Played a symphony
Above our heads,
Gushed down on roadways,
We are truly powerless.
Arrived safely,
Eyed signs like a game,
Counted down the miles,
Sweet freedom
And comfort,
I reached a destination
To call,
“Home.”

Sometimes,
When I write poetry,
I forget to breathe and eat as it consumes me.
Sometimes,
When I forget to breathe,
My head hurts
From lack of oxygen, possibly.
Then, my stomach screams,
"Feed me, please!"
So, this is my cue
To shutdown PC,
Leave HP,
Go eat, brush teeth, breathe in, and dream.

Equilibrium, the flow of current moves against air.
Prolongation of sound resonates, and it speaks of unearthly escapes.

Leaking pipes in a seascape painting scrape off old oil;
A wall revealed, it hides behind the canvas.

This scene is spectral, and soundscapes release chants;
On and on and on,
On and on and on,
Freedom is your choice,
And we’ll always have
Daybreak daydreams, to keep demons away.

Clear day—
Lavendar meadow stretches for miles.
Partly cloudy, no chance of rain.
The sun peaks out just enough
To light a field of golden grain.
I’m comfortable here,
In a summer dress,
Blanket on the ground,
Picnic set;
I look around,
And there you are,
Walking towards me
On this dreamlike day.

Chocolate & Hazelnut
Blended smooth as butter—
To delight taste buds,
Like no other.
Covering
Savory, Crisp
Saltine.
Just one more,
Please.

You give me simple pleasure,
As I bite into your inner layer.
I love you in the morning
In between a bagel,
Sometimes with bacon.

In the afternoon,
By a salad’s side you sit,
With my favorite edibles-
Arugula, red peppers, fresh peas,
Black and green olives,
Topped with chicken, cheese,
Sesame vinaigrette, and,
A few croutons for crunch.

You are an Egg, but so much more.

The texture and depth of your yolk,
Sublime and sumptuous;
Your outside solid, yet undefined;
Balancing textures with what’s inside.

Egg,
You are truly
Divine.

Thick forest, blankets
The open air.
Pines and maples
Smell naturally fresh.
All worries, float away.
Eyes open to a new day.

Welcome Winter—
The wind spoke,
And she didn’t know
She could, until
Gusting forth for miles
To send this message
In a softly spoken tone.
One shivers at the thought
Of her voice.

Exit sign, rainy night;
Rushed, beloved
Plight; Always
In clear sight,
Falling short,
Never missed
On a stormy night.

Reprieve hides
Beneath,
Footprints,
Face down to them.

Blurs in puddles dissipate,
To purple, bluish streaks;
Gray daze.
Headaches with
Thoughts, down the drain.
Core subsides to
Liquid
Particle bliss,
Followed by uneasiness,
In the drizzle.