Who knew that crayons were smarter than the rest of us?

i'll find myself
in a shattered drumbeat
on the waves of a newfound cry

when the sobbing hits
one ladder rung lower than before
and i decide that my feelings must live or must fly.

afternoon
under heavy laden
branches
ladders kept steady
with loving hands
watchful eyes
on
little helpers
filling baskets
with only the ripest
of fruits
too sour for nibbling
just perfect
for jelly jars
and visions
of sugar plums
spread  on fresh baked bread

I caught a glimpse of you by the light of the Moon
your sun shining in your dream
I followed you as far as I could
the path grew too overgrown
your steps light as a Fairy Queen in her element
I was too ponderous to keep up
the last I saw of you, 'you skipped away, and my heart broke with the coming of the light of day'

love
when
i
pray for you
my tears
make the ocean blue
this
love brand new
while
i
hold on to you

A new blank page.
A chance to begin anew.
Fresh starts can be filled with fear.
They can also present hope misplaced.
Opportunities seem boundless, so calm the riot.
We have work to do.

Roll up your sleeves and attack the new year.
Attack with the force of guided truth.
Your force shall be your guide.
We are equipped to move mountains;
If only we believe it to be true.

The days ahead are your weapons.
Guard them with your life.
We are promised our fair share, but not tomorrow.
Remember that as you move forward.

I will be there to protect you.
Just call on me.
We will boldly go together;
Moving toward the dawn of a new day.
Always with the thought of what is possible before us.
Achieving and failing as we go.
Lessons learned as part of the human condition.

This, my friend, is the new year.
Don’t walk filled with daunting fear.
Walk with your head held high.
Fill it with hope.
Fill it with opportunity.
Fill it with all that you can be.

Soon, another month will be upon us.
By now, we’ve learned our time is short.
Don’t wait.

For my 2016 writing project, I’ve decided to write a single line of poetry every day for an entire year. Below, is August’s poem. Enjoy!

We are wrapped in the heat of summer.
The sun's rays stab at our exposed backs.

Fall offers temporary relief.
An explosion of color everywhere we look.

Winters here are brutal.
The rain never seems to stop.

Finally, spring brings forth new life.
Something is reborn within me.

Another trip around the sun.
Nothing quiets the soul like the cosmos.
Eternal darkness sure feels small.
Maybe we are alone.

Staring across the passage of time,
Nothing could be further from the truth.
Not even at this moment
Is the pain of alone ours.

Our lives are intertwined.
We are stars filling the void.
Soon, we will realize this truth.
Hopefully, before it is too late.

Our moment is short.
Time never relinquishes its steely grasp.
So love...
Love with all that you have.

Before you know it,
Darkness will consume.
Be assured of your place in history.
Know your legacy.

Let time pass.
Be the best you.
The seasons of your life should reflect that.