I said brown eyes were my favorite,
but the hottest fires burn blue,
and her eyes were no exception.
Eyes like hers can burn a heart to ashes
and turn a universe upside down.
Eyes like hers can make a soul fall in love
and never turn back.

You're not lost, just because you didn't  trust today
I see you here, yet your thoughts are drifting away ...
You rake the leaves, with your bare hands,
You try to see, where your future stands.

You're not lost,  just because you need a break,
I see you smile, while trying to hide your heartache
You collect the dirt, under your fingernails,
As you walk barefoot and cover your trails.

I still see you, underneath the falling leaves,
I hear your voice say "thank you"  and "please"
I see your true smile, glowing in your eyes,
You're the only reason, my soul survives.

We were a only whisper.
A shadow at sunset.
A black dawn
Across crimson skies.
We were embers touching
In the mist and dew
Not meant to become or last.

But how can I see you happy?
I wonder if that smile is real.
It looks like the ones you gave me.

Tell me,
Are your words the same too?
Do you touch the same
Fading dream, only to wake up
Beside another face
And wish it was me?
Do you scream and catch fire
Everyday in silence,
Like the secrets we kept alone?
Do you think of me on your neck
And between breaths
While you remember
The moments we hid from the world?

I would have ran with you.
I would have plunged in to that
Burning sky and be blinded,
Knowing I'm with you everyday.
But instead I'm drowning alone
In your fears.

I close my eyes
And all I see are
Red daggers in the dark,
In waves of time and loss
Knowing that you're gone.
How can I live
With what we've made?
I am still there and awake.
And you must be too.

The sand shifts beneath your feet,
Your heart relaxes to a quiet beat,
The waters seem to breathe day and night,
Close your eyes take it in do not fight,
The wind satisfies your soul,
Just relax now you've played your role,
Touch the sand now scoop it up,
Hold it in your hands and form a cup,
Now let it seep through towards the sandy ground,
Your soul was lost but now its found,
The weather you desire will come your way,
Just stand closer to the bay,
Soon life will be eternal for you and me,
Look beyond the ocean and tell me what you see.
                          -open heart poetry

I lift my pen from the page
and smell the coming rain
I hear the rising wind
and sense gathering pain

and as the scouting drizzle coats my face
I smile, because I have my compass
I have a North Star and the maps I made
when I came this way before

I know I can navigate these hills
and I can form a new stanza
to take me through to the meadows
that wait for me there