He could never love me, I will never have his heart
no matter how much i'll try and try, we'll always be apart

He could never touch me, the way i'd only ever dreamed
with his warmth against my skin
i've felt it once or twice before
and been hoping for evermore

He could never see me, the way i've always seen him
for he has long decided that i'm not enough for him

He could never love me,but i will never quit,
for i will try until he's mine, even if i already know
that i will fail, but i want it back, to where we were at

For i would carry all my fears,a thousand miles, a million ways,
a thousand more, for a million days
to hear his voice his, to see his precious face
i'd come all this way

Just to THINK he is mine,for once in my mind
I'd still go, even though i already know
he could NEVER love me.

I know I have said many times to follow the flow
Then don’t let go
But I have a new approach
It’s no joke
Everyone in someway is a Poet within
Positive in mind that says you can
However, it is your opportunity of a Poet as of when
It goes far beyond expression words
Think on your emotions like dramatics in needing to be heard
Where there is utterance writing becomes the therapy in tolerance
You can learn through your own writing in how to be patient
Instance in being automatic won’t necessarily apply
Yet being a true Poet, you be committed in giving writing a try
You won’t become a Poet Legend overnight
But there is a possibility in might
However, a Poet who writes is actually the narrator in illustrate
Writing is an art with having appreciation
This happens on any given occasion
Your writing could alive like a Benjamin Franklin Kite with the charge
Amaze yourself
Yet I leave you these words
“A Poet is assured and sets the guidelines being there own accord. It’s imagination in the words, and having a voice in spreading the word while being heard”
“Wonder not, but do strive in the moment being now with establishing how but adding then and when along with knowledge in stating the Poet is in the know and to the reader, enjoy reading being it’s own show”.

i sit curled up in an oversized sweater
the one you gave me because parts started to fray
and i don't know why you've never saw beauty
in the things that grow old
i draw swirls in the sand
like the ones in your eyes
as i watch the ocean waves crash into the shore
i watch and watch
admiring the force behind a single wave
thinking how in a moments notice
it could steal my life away
you are in love with the ocean
you used to love me
how ironic it would be
if the ocean was the thing that killed me

it's almost completely silent
in the bedroom we share
except the whirring of the fan
and the constant buzzing of your phone
anger sits stale in the air
my heart sinks with every text message you send
for it isn't your words calling out to me
asking me to just lay in bed for awhile
holding hands in silence

da da dun da dun da dun
dun da dun da dun
da da dun da dun da dun
dun da dun da dun

there's a flash-- of lightning
lighting up the clouds
then in silence-- hiding
before the thunder sounds
and the sky falls to rain
and the earth quakes again
.
.
.
there's a rock-- sits rugged
dying in the shine
where before-- it bled
with colors inline
they coursed-- through veins
when it was alive
yeah the sky falls to rain
yeah the earth quakes again
.
.
.
there's silver-- set skies
to horizons of land
reflected-- in your eyes
shadows on wet sand
before the beach dies
by the flames that 'r fanned
yeah the sky falls to rain
and the earth quakes again
.
.
.
there's a portrait-- 't burns
smoldering to scatter
the atoms-- of remains
to times that matter
the sparks-- to our dreams
igniting 'ey shatter
yeah the sky falls to rain
ooh the earthquakes again
and the earth quakes again..


Sam@070118

5 years ago today
There was a dragonfly on our patio...

....Today on our patio
There was a dragonfly....

What change is about to happen?

Weirdest part is...
...the picture from 5 years ago and the picture today...

....was taken an hour apart from each other....

5 years apart and almost in the same spot....

....Things that make you go hmmm....

          Change is a coming.....