Roses aren't always red
Violets are not blue
Only in my head may I hold you.

- Jay M
July 2nd, 2020

Speak
Use the voice inside you
Don't let it be stale air
Let yourself be heard
It's like a bird not using its beak
To sing and bid sorrow adieu
Trust that someone shall care
And say every hindered word.

- Jay M
July 4th, 2020

Trembling in the night
Leaves in a cold summer wind
Shaking loose long held rain

Whispering and croaking wind
Reveals long sought answers
Yet still, there are more to emerge
Unspoken, yet aware

A sound
A fluster in alarm
Grasping an item of protection
Against an unseen foe
Soon relief
As nothing did come

Quivering once more
Weather didn't call for the downpour
But there it was
Falling from above

The soldier remains
Reluctant, yet there
Aside, yet present
To protect the inhabitants
So young,
Undeserving of wrath
Neither is the soldier.

- Jay M
August 25th, 2020

Broke through the dark
by wounding one of its own

La luna lone

Made a hole in the heart
of my midnight

Bleeding out acetylene light

Grief is the haze

A mist shrouding reality
within these closing days

Equations
in the sand

Laid out
and toweling off

Curvatures to
algebraic form

They define her lines
shape her axis

My island of
expectation

Amid summer's long
subterfuge