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Jul 2018 · 457
Small Minded, Self Toil
Colm Jul 2018
Fell beings are we
Who delicate our time
Not to those causes which are above us
But to the strength of arms
And the will of the mind
For our own success
Do we see it, whatever IT may be
Though
What small recesses our minds have.
Jul 2018 · 611
Identity In Eyes
Colm Jul 2018
Quietly justifying
The existence of the other
The lines of his jaw
The turn of her hair
But not in hand
For its beneath the surface
Of the conscious mind
That the search began
And there it will end
There it will end
Just beneath the surface things. Next to the shadow, just to the right.
Jul 2018 · 997
Hilltop Meadow
Colm Jul 2018
Thoughts which echo
Like the sounds of Ray LaMontagne
Through the somehow and the same
Bounce back and off these northern stars
And slowly fall
Down beneath our feet, this hilly plain
My heart it's like paper.
Jul 2018 · 177
See, Woo, Court
Colm Jul 2018
It is the dance before the long dance
With music played for two
With one a mask, and one unmasked
We linger still
Until the truth of the song is renewed
The truth being...that one is not the other.
Jul 2018 · 555
Storms Don't Change The Sea
Colm Jul 2018
When the sea calms after a storm, it is easier then to see.

But you should never forget what the sea is, what it's meant to be.
It remains. It never really changes.
Jul 2018 · 271
Ever Changed
Colm Jul 2018
Carve the heart out from its walls
Drain the kindness from its veins
Change absolutely nothing at all
But remove the heart, and baby, it’ll die
Because the heart of that place was everything
Good and wholesome, below the sky
When the good people leave, you'll know, you'll know.

"Look, pain is there in the world, and there's catharsis through that. I feel like there's... a rapture, if we can get through it, if we can confront things." -Derek Cianfrance
Jul 2018 · 371
Small and Indicative
Colm Jul 2018
In peril elsewhere I may be
Or not
And yet
Here
In this quiet place
You may find
A small piece of me
Of my quiet mind
In a wood above a town, resides lane to climb, from which we would never want to come down.
Jul 2018 · 167
Eneye
Colm Jul 2018
You'll know him
Or her
When you see them
A steady person
With an intriguing glance
Masking a world inside
Sound it.
Jun 2018 · 297
A Morning Memory
Colm Jun 2018
In the quiet hour
With three am alive and well
In the background close behind

I hear it now, as you spoke to me
Going on long ago
In a voice heard only in mind

And the memory somehow
I now know more intimately
Fondly, as if it was yesterday

Because memories and decisions
In the early morning light
Make more sense at that time
"Hey... We should be friends!"
Jun 2018 · 559
Jumping Horizons
Colm Jun 2018
Setting sun
Waning light
Pull the string on this bursting chest

Jump until it's perfectly timed
And fly
For just a moment in hanging past
True stories - Wish I could write fiction
Jun 2018 · 399
Insatiable
Colm Jun 2018
Sometimes my stomach empties
And it feels like I
Could consume the sky
With a single breath of air

But when I see my peers
And their success
How quickly I forget
Every win and concurred fear

The hunger is an eternal thing
With an observation to see
But the memory of what ere I've won
Ought to be enough for me
On competition.
Jun 2018 · 307
These Are The Things
Colm Jun 2018
Space...
The only thing
Between these arms which ache.

Rain...
The only falling thing
In this loveless town.

Time...
Like every passing sight
Which was meant to be felt.

And pride...
For the only thing in your life
Worth tearing down.

These are the things always abound.
They're everywhere and yet nowhere.... these are the things always abound.
Jun 2018 · 488
Wish
Colm Jun 2018
Did you know
That wishes reside
Behind the eyes

Just to the one side
Ever so slight

Like a magic trick within the mind
We wish
And sometimes forget

Or remember such wishes
In due time
https://youtu.be/z5Bc3qrNKaE
Colm Jun 2018
When the stormy days come
     And do not leave

When you're turning like the July wind which rolls
     Through the summer trees

When the walls seem dry
     And the wells turn warm

When the childlike embrace
     Finally runs to the storm

When all of these things happen
     When all of these things combine

When the rainy season comes
     There's no reason to hide

Live your life in the storm
     Waste no moment alive
When the storms come for you...THAT is the time when you most need to live your life. Not recklessly, but with confidence in your backing.
Jun 2018 · 191
Little Birds
Colm Jun 2018
Homeless is the bird which flies from tree to tree.
And so are we...
So are we...
No home is ever truly home until you're home with HIM
Colm Jun 2018
Don't make me risk,
The bitter end.

Don't make me try,
Though I will again.
When you must. But you don't want to.
Jun 2018 · 622
Mother Nature's Headache
Colm Jun 2018
Tremendous pressure
    Between two trees
The pressures of autumn
    Which crinkles the fallen, forgotten, leaves
    And cry beneath our feet
As we grind them slowly back to the earth
    Unknowingly, she knows
    And drinks it all in
Like a summers mead
My head... good Lordy my head, just behind my eyes. /:
Jun 2018 · 391
With A Woosh Of Air
Colm Jun 2018
I cannot help
But feel the feeling
That our trains have passed
In the dead of night
One before the other
Ever so slight
Just passing by, one before the other...have we both since turned?
Jun 2018 · 387
A Gentlemen's Love
Colm Jun 2018
To hold her for hours
And hours on end

The desire of he
Who contends with discomfort
And fights for her future
Be it not his own

These are the paths which only he knows
Lonely though they may ever be
He walks
Steadily into the good night

A light
Alone

Thank God
My sin is my own
You'll know that a man knows how to love, when he thinks of a future that could go beyond him.
Jun 2018 · 179
Passing Thoughts
Colm Jun 2018
My mind is flint
My tongue the tinder
A spark that is
Just let me die

These were the passing thoughts of mine
Sometimes I wake up just to write.
Jun 2018 · 254
Mere Want
Colm Jun 2018
You know,
You want,
You sure?
Because...
What I want is no mere simple thing.
What I want,
Is her.
Desire is more than a streetcar
Jun 2018 · 559
Foolish Youth
Colm Jun 2018
Remeber when we were young?
When we thought we could light the world on fire with our tongues?
When we could lose ourselves in one another and we didn't care?
About anything...
So young
So dumb
So young, so dumb compared to he
Jun 2018 · 198
Uniqueness
Colm Jun 2018
Dancing round the kitchen
Three am an omlet
And the only pair of eyes to see
Will ever be for me
Will ever be for me
Certain sights. Etc.
Jun 2018 · 310
InFlunce
Colm Jun 2018
Licking the cider off my ice cubes
I'm in love with words
And the sights of you which I've yet to see
Multiplicity
Jun 2018 · 181
Breathing In The Night Sky
Colm Jun 2018
The stars
To me
Are so close
Tonight
That I forget
The distance
Of you
Breathe in, out, up
Jun 2018 · 129
Aspirations
Colm Jun 2018
Aspiring
     To hope for you less
     To pray for you more
And…
     To take your name off the page that hangs
     Politely behind my former door
Aspiring is the word once more
Talking sweet to the queen -- Wishing I was riding with the jacks
Walking proud and lonesome now -- Oh I'm yearning for the pack
But I'd never say "I love you, " dear -- Just to hear you say it back
Jun 2018 · 1.3k
Crashing
Colm Jun 2018
When the waves come crashing over you...and the saltwater fills your mouth.

When you've turned like a towel in the washer of life...and your thought is nowhere to be found.

When it seems almost hopeless to surface again. As your fall was predestined from birth.

In these moments find self in the memory of WHY...as each wave knows its place on the earth.
When you fall, get up. Its what we humans do.
Jun 2018 · 329
Fish
Colm Jun 2018
No soulmate exists
For a man such as this
No soulful hands grasping to find

For as long as such choice
Has been given unto us
Noone trusts souls enough ere to find
You see? There are many good choices and options in the sea.
Jun 2018 · 280
Where He Is
Colm Jun 2018
Find him in a corner seat
With a present step and a mind set away
With a drink not to define the style of man
But to open his eyes to another day
With a furious scribble from a gifted pen
How he carves a stone for a future day
An enscription for only the eyes of her
At a coffee shop he chips away
A clear depiction of a young patient man. (;
Jun 2018 · 229
Out Of This World
Colm Jun 2018
It doesn't hurt
To not be valued
By those who do not know your worth

No...

What hurts is when the human heart
Desires the starlight
Beyond its own earth
But then again...who doesn't want extraordinary?
Jun 2018 · 1.6k
In A Rainstorm
Colm Jun 2018
As close as the rain which runs down the veiny leaves of the poplar trees. Closer still to you and to your thoughts do I wish to be.
Slowly as I did, to descover this desire within me.
Jun 2018 · 175
The Same
Colm Jun 2018
Though my hopes
My wishes
And my prayers
May change

With each
New season
Of remind

My spirit
And my smile
Will always remain
Constant
And the same
(:
Colm Jun 2018
The sky above him layered in
Like waves upon the shoal
And all the mountains knew his name
And he their waving roll

The earth beneath his treading feet
Turned stones like mortal coils
And all the footprints knew his path
And depth above the soil

His shoulders stood above the trees
A crown of stars his ears
And all the shadows couldn't bear to see
Nor stand beneath him in fear

Beyond no borderlings he'd step
Unless his heart was called
And with him birds would often sing
And perch on him their wall

As the waterlilies craved his touch
So to mortality, he was bound
And then off the earth one day he walked
Never again to be found

But still the memories of mid-earth
Hold fast in root and stem
For once a guardian walked this way
As a tree with a beard of men
Like it if you like. And love it if you know to who I am referring.
Jun 2018 · 420
Responsibility
Colm Jun 2018
All that a man wants
     But does not have.
Can be traced back
     To him, indefinitely.

Because all that a man
     Is required to do
Is to speak the truth.

And to ask with an open
     Honest heart
With a fearless
     Mindful propensity.
From the Sleepless Feet collection.

On a personal note...hahaha.
Jun 2018 · 351
A Single Rain Drop
Colm Jun 2018
No rain has left my eyes like this
For many present days

No water puddling beneath
No need for mist

But today...
Today one raindrop fell to my right

And for the life of me
I couldn't wish it away
From the Sleepless Feet collection.

And a true story. Captured in about a minute before being wiped away.
Jun 2018 · 214
At The End Of Each Day
Colm Jun 2018
Quiet is the honest whisper
When all the distractions are at an end

When your head hits the pillow
Your heart hits your ribs
And your mind's eye opens
To these inevitable ends

How we seek to wear ourselves so thin
How we think the future is better than
This present moment known to you

But the quiet whisper knows no lie
The honest whisper knows the truth
From the Sleepless Feet collection.

And I'm not commenting on depression here. This one is about the frailty of humanity. About the inadequacy of human works which are devoid of the Lords blessing. Because all we do that's for ourselves, will hold no worth beyond this world.
Jun 2018 · 393
All In All
Colm Jun 2018
Who knows the path most meant for you?
Who knows the meaning of it all?

Who knows how many trees bear fruit and precious leaves which fail to fall?

Who knows which way the wind does weep?
Who knows the path each snowflake takes?

Who knows the choices we wrestle with?
Who knows the trouble we ourselves make?

Who's at the end of the lonesome road?
Who's name is the only name to call?

Who knows the WHY behind the world?
The answer is the ALL in ALL.
From the Sleepless Feet collection.

And forever he will reign. Regardless, but most pleased by my praise.
Jun 2018 · 990
Wishes Reign
Colm Jun 2018
If I could show you the depths of my heart. The softness of my voice when the trees are in ears, and my thoughts aligned and unified like the stars.

If I could share with you just an hours time, I would give to you...no, grant you this. A passage through the valley of mind where the still light shines.

If I knew you better I'd still be afraid.
If I knew you less I wouldn't be scared.

Because as confusion, and wishes, and unspoken thoughts rain down like the April days which fell away. So also does my head now fall in earnest hope, that your words, however few, will never be stripped away.
From the Sleepless Feet collection.

Raw and real. As I'm continually challenging myself to be.
Jun 2018 · 181
Cliffs
Colm Jun 2018
This is me letting go...falling slowly from the cliff of selfish desire, into the cool and clearness of the conscience below.

Of you and my desire for you...this is me letting go.
From the Sleepless Feet Collection.

A wise man said...that every seed dies before it grows. And so then it becomes...is what love remains therein enough to let them go? To relinquish what you want...I think so.
Jun 2018 · 489
Chosen Home
Colm Jun 2018
When I'm here;
      My soul does not stir.
It settles behind closed eyes
      And breathes a contented breath...
A summer sigh.

Knowing that the winter will return,
     Like an old friend.
Along with the whistling radiators...
     To hold to cold in utter contempt,
And to warm my frostbitten fingers.
I am at home on-high
Jun 2018 · 246
A Gift
Colm Jun 2018
A little vial of the light that's behind my eyes, next to the wrinkles. Would you keep it on a chain around your bed post? And pull it out from beneath your pillow, occasionally, when you cannot sleep, to illuminate the night?
Burning
Aching
Yearning
My soul for yours
Jun 2018 · 336
Interpretation
Colm Jun 2018
Slowly...
Gradually...
Residually...
Daily...

That's what he means when he says that she... "Pulls on his heart like she pulls on the sea."
Gergoryyyyyy.
Jun 2018 · 212
Clearings
Colm Jun 2018
As the trees edge the clearing, so do I reach you.

As the sound of the breeze unseen is heard, so also has been the truth of me.

Some days afire, some days rain.

And some days to lose completely in thought, and others like the clearing standing still and in frame.
Reaching. Always reaching. Be it only beneath the surface.
Jun 2018 · 423
A Dream
Colm Jun 2018
As the fragments of a mirror
Once did shatter
Stuck in place
It cannot be, turn back the clock
It couldn't be your face
I see. True story. From a dream. (:
Jun 2018 · 487
Is She
Colm Jun 2018
More delicate
And yet stronger in such ways
Unbeknownst to me

And yet this is why
When I look in her eyes
I see nothing of me

And yet everything
I could ever wish to know
Is she
Is She.
Jun 2018 · 346
Reflected In The Trees
Colm Jun 2018
I see the sunlight in the trees, the newness of the summer night.

The rich green leaves, fresh cut grass and the threat of autumn. Ever in sight.

And every root and bark and stem is reflected in the builder of my own home.

For it will be a reflection of me, my power, my arms. Finite. Strong.
Random verse.
Jun 2018 · 618
A New Month, A New Chance
Colm Jun 2018
With every month that fades away, don't live in fear of what you're forgetting. But try anew as you always have, to find the truth of you, in each new setting...
New. Welcome. Good luck.
Jun 2018 · 588
My Psalm
Colm Jun 2018
For months a struggle in vain I've been. Deliver me now my Lord.

Allow me to see for a moment beyond what this human heart thinks it adores.

Because I do not wish to continue like this, give me strength now to close this old creaking door.

Would you allow me to be, in my present need, at peace with this anxiousness, and within me no more?
Letting go of what I want. Opening my eyes to what he wants for me.
Jun 2018 · 472
Phenomenal Distractions
Colm Jun 2018
Having children of my own, somewhere, someday.
Will be to me, the most phenomenal distraction from self which could ever be...
Because what else do you have to live for (besides faith obviously) when you're 50-60?
Jun 2018 · 486
The Opposite Feeling
Colm Jun 2018
She'll never know the way he feels, as he tucks her hair behind her ear.

Just as he'll never know what it is she feels, when her hand finds itself on the back of his neck, between the ears.

Coincidence...
Still...a little weird. Lol
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