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292 · Mar 2018
The Heart of all Hope
Colm Mar 2018
You cannot compare yourself to them -- Be it anyone, sibling or self -- Because God cares not about the framework you desire -- Or the shape or the size of your house -- But God looks inward, with the truest intent -- So does man fail to see past the skin - Because God builds a house in the heart of all hope -- And that hope is where contentment begins.
Honesty.... I need more of this in my life. Both with myself and in my interactions with others.
291 · Nov 2017
Escape
Colm Nov 2017
Meet me in between the lines
  Where the voice hums and the mind hides
     Most adamantly
        Away from these
Distract me until this most recent death
   Is dead to me
And hug me still
   Until I'm still
   Until all that’s left is the music and us
   Until, until
My earbuds hums and burst with song
    And shatter my drums
         Because these other songs are too sad for me
Sad to see...so young. RIP.
Colm Feb 2021
My soul was not born
For you in the interest of
When you come to me
Colm May 2019
When your hand reaches, grasping mine
It's like I'm pulled through the ice on the pond my own imagination

With fingers waking
I fall from the clouds without landing
And return to the wandering desertless streams

Until you squeeze again
I forget who I am
Daydreaming And Hand Holding
291 · Oct 2017
Simple Waters
Colm Oct 2017
Two great rivers
In different valleys
Wishing we could run together
(:
291 · Jul 2019
Haiku of the Mind
Colm Jul 2019
Trap me not in these
My old memories of mind
They are less than I
Less than I
290 · Jun 2019
Holding For You
Colm Jun 2019
Emptiness
Is having held once before
And having time alone
Say no more

Holding For You
Holding For You
Colm Dec 2019
Kiss me like the moonlit stars, reflect and reach the Everglades, and embue with blue like the Sunday shade. Cool, crisp, refreshing, and new.

Don't cut my leaves and curb my bite, to melt me into pasty walls of glowing white. Which will only hold the captured light of the sun which shines to rise.

Don't let me fall without a trace. To meet my end in the shallowing streams of fading grey, where I could never dream of meeting thee, with such a wave.

But take my greeting in from rooftops as a simple sign of life to stay, and fall like stars of burning Orr if you must. Frozen until crashing down, only catch me along the way.
Unknown till heard. The best is when it flows.
289 · Oct 2018
Envisioning Contentment
Colm Oct 2018
I dare not breathe
I dare not hope
I dare not try and be
Any less content with this now
To be any less jumping up and down
Would not be true to me
Envisioning Contentment
Colm Jan 2020
This morning
Grey thunderclouds
Fell on my morning horizon of hope
And I, half asleep still
Could hardly note anything
Less than try

So I did
When you haven't seen the sunrise in months. And then, caught speechless by its beautiful sight. You have nothing to day. That was my morning on this young day. RIP. lol

Writing this some... Nine hours later.
288 · Jan 2017
If I Were
Colm Jan 2017
If I up and died today
Would anyone know?
About the archives stored away?
About the words which I've locked away?
And if I died on such a day
Would anyone ever find a way
To link me back to those former days?
To hear the words I once did say?
If I were to die this present day
Would you find me here along your way?
Thankful for life - Quite about death
287 · Jan 2021
See this?
Colm Jan 2021
The most beautiful light
Is the bounding brightness
Which leaps off of perfect snow
And catches high in the ceiling eyes alive

Such a vision will be forever alive in me.

See this?
Reflective snow makes the afternoons glow with beauty.
287 · Jun 2018
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!"
Colm Jan 2020
Uncomfortable
Be it called by my own name
I must reply now
Not in haste or anger still
But in active truth most kind
A Tanka For How I Hope I'd Respond
286 · Jul 2019
Smooth Jazz
Colm Jul 2019
When I listen to jazz
Hot like seeping tea
As it cools like coffee directly in front of me

All I see is the ocean
All I hear is the swishing sound of the sand being turned to glass
Beneath the feet of an unwalking rhythm

Unwaking and amiss
Good jazz doesn’t walk a straight line as this
It’s a drunken rhythm and a deep sip
In love with the indescribable, naturural, eternal bliss
Smooth Jazz
286 · Dec 2018
Attempt
Colm Dec 2018
If I vanish
If I fly
And do not return to such a height
Know me here
And that I tried
Endlessly to express the un at the edge of life
This is how I live. And justify my not saving these. Haha!

Dive into the light.
286 · May 2019
Abuse Of Sleep
Colm May 2019
There is no peace

When you find yourself
Persuing sleep
As if it were non-exsistance

There is no rest
In such restlessness of spirit
For a friend. Along with prayers.
286 · Jun 2016
From The Shadows
Colm Jun 2016
My heart is in the shadows,
Though my eyes are on the sky.

Full of light, aware of darkness,
Amidst these hallways where I hide.

Behind the walls and whitewashed doors,
My alter ego the other side.

A phantom man I have ignored,
A different person I've entwined.

A gentle guy who gives you things,
The grounded soul which yearns to fly.

And though the shadows slowly seep,
It's here they meet and coincide.

To form the future and the present,
To sort the truth and dispel lies.

Because in the shadows I've risen,
But in the light is where I'll rise.
Keep looking for that burning light. :D
Colm Aug 2019
My childhood
Born and died on a hook called quietness
In the stillness growing with contemplative reverence
Until meadow flowers and cattails calm
Burst forth with artistic being again
And now, having been adopted and reborn on the same mountain breeze
My perspective has changed me entirely
To adopt the sun as quite my own
And in moonlight see, to forgive the Father
For as dirt is dead and dies eternally
So the seed breaths quietly, living on in life and death
To reflect the stillwaters on the aspiring breeze
It ends as it began
Quietly
Indefinitely, Me
284 · Jul 2019
Valley
Colm Jul 2019
In the crook, in the valley
Find me lost within your bliss
With contented countenance
And satisfactory feeling of infinite rest
Found on me
Find me none the less impressed
Regardless of height or extent
For I am lost in bliss and blissfulness
In you
Valley
Colm May 2020
One of these days the world will wake up
And I won't be in her bed anymore
Stroll through the earths kitchen commonly
To no blueberry sounds or pancake feelings flat
And then just like that
She'll know and know
That I'm nothing like her
And so this morning
I go
What can I say? I'm a good pretender and I'm nothing like you.

https://youtu.be/JXwjm2uSCig
283 · Nov 2022
Trsuted Haiku
Colm Nov 2022
Kindness knows no end
Until the trust is destroyed
And remains no will
ST8
283 · Jul 2019
Distant, Unwritable
Colm Jul 2019
Beyond the borders of this humble kingdom
You are living live
Breathing deep as the morning dew
And settling into the starry sky

Most beautiful, wonderful, glorious you
In awe are my eyes ever found alive
By the distant singularity which is new
And blinding as your sudden sight
Distant, Unwritable
280 · Mar 2019
Illusion
Colm Mar 2019
No matter how many doors or windows or walls or structures may stand to fall, on the growing wasteland of this Earth.

It's refreshing to know that it all will end, and that with that end, there is no real difference between the unearthed and earthed.

There is only the idea of time beneath it all.
Just taking a breath - Time doesn't really concur
279 · Feb 2019
Everything Or None At All
Colm Feb 2019
Give me the ocean
Or not a single drop

Give me time
Or not even a moment to stop

Give me every glimmering evening star
Or none at all

Give me fire from my finger tips
Or no more sparks left to fall

Give me everything or none at all
Give me all of you before I fall
Everything or none at all
279 · Nov 2019
Wanting Vs. Waiting
Colm Nov 2019
I'm fighting against my heart
In secret
I know it to be true
That I could just show up
At your door
And kiss
But no
That wouldn't be fair to either of us
Especially you
Sometimes what you want takes some time to find. And that means you have to let go of some very nice prospects here in the immediate.

Not that there's anything wrong with nice. But nice isn't extraordinary. A volcano can be nice to look at, but it can also **** you if you're on the island.

This is me not looking back, at a very nice and quaint sight.
279 · Apr 2019
Continuation
Colm Apr 2019
When you find it
Put your finger on it
And press it down on the table before you
All you want is it, over and over again
For that present moment of non-suffering
To continue on
And to never end
Wherever it is, in faith or not. Hold on to it for a little bit. And then let go of it once again. As is our nature.
279 · Jun 2019
Hayseeds
Colm Jun 2019
Grass browned and cut with a chawing cud
Fat and round with a sun burnt down

Unlike me

Not a one of them knows a breath of Frost
Or has ever weighed over an ounce of Cummings evenly

No

We are different makers, different means
With different paths to guided completely differently

And thank God for that
And this preferential me
Thank God for that

Fervent Series (3/10) - 06/23/19
278 · Jun 2018
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. (;
278 · Dec 2017
Wish Of Mind
Colm Dec 2017
How dare he, discover these:

     The intimacy before its time
     The constant revelations
     Untangling and revealing themselves
     Slowly over the course of passing time


How jealous still at last am I?
To be on the outside looking in
Wishing that I could be within
For the discovery of such things in mind
Most envious of the unseen. The fog which I assume arrives each morning. Hence why...this is as it is. *nods*
277 · Jun 2019
Wishes And Dreams
Colm Jun 2019
As subconscious is in mind on earth
So also is this resting deep
Like a wish embedded within a dream
The kind of thing you can't wake up from
And don't want to
Such mountains are too glaringly big to be seen
Wishes and dreams... The best are when you wake up from both. Simultaneously. And you remember the name which once had been.
276 · Jan 2019
Building A Realization
Colm Jan 2019
First word a dart
Second and third Lego parts
Pieced together until the bridge is built
Until the nothingness is captured in the still
And held there in midair
As you jump the mid embrace of somber quill
And I
The hand to hold it still
Building A Realization
Colm Apr 2019
The most distant hope
Of mine
Is you
...
And that
When she turns around
No one is someone I’ve yet to know
!
Who is looking for me
As I am looking at you
?
Feeling very clever just now. Take that Estlin and **** it!
276 · Jun 2019
Kiss
Colm Jun 2019
It's like the air molecules in front of you
Are split by the hands of a nether being
And torn apart
As a new world opens up to you in an instant together
Never again to be closed and then
Never again to be one singular heart
When Lips First Meet
276 · Jul 2019
Where Bodies Meet (A Tanka)
Colm Jul 2019
And then suddenly
With tremendous presence born
New territories
Open up to your old self
To be shared excitedly
Where Bodies Meet
276 · Apr 2016
It Is Love
Colm Apr 2016
Love is in the swell of the trees, the subtle breeze,
Which for all of its might cannot be seen.

It is love which shifts the steady feet, of the traveler.
And moves in ways unbeknownst to me.

It is love which propels the honey bee, across the field,
And back to the comb of bitter sweet.

It is love which seeps through the autumn leaves, and tumbles down.
Like the leaves before in the autumn breeze.
Nature - It is very lovely
276 · Nov 2019
How Words Appear
Colm Nov 2019
I was walking
Down a path of premeditated evergreen
Kicking at pinecones with a well-known song
When you came along
And in looking down at this discovery
Not that you fell too far for me
But there you were
Most beautiful and suddenly
There and aware
You became known to me
Suddenly they appear... What a wonderful way to live life.
275 · May 2019
How I Tend To Write
Colm May 2019
Declarative me, saying what I was
With a question inbetween

Feeling better as if I'd breathed again
In the quiet stillness of unthinking

In such words I lose myself for a min
Until hours catch up and overtake me

As if questioning what I was and then
Sets me free to begin and be

This is how I tend to write and then
This is why, it's is not, and for me
How I Tend To Write
275 · Jul 2020
Regarding Feelings Felt
Colm Jul 2020
When I think about it. Like the dawn forgotten. Such feelings begin before we're even aware of them. Grow before we can even control them. And usually break before we could begin to explain them. Steadily forward and with a vision of hope, we all flow and have feelings floating around in our heads. Well most.
Hmm....
275 · Nov 2021
Tousled Hair
Colm Nov 2021
Radiance is not
Merely the sand or sea breeze
But you there at ease
K8 Haikus
275 · Jan 2020
The Three Year King
Colm Jan 2020
It's drive and focus
   Edge and flexibility finesse
It's youth which fades
   Bulls On Parade
   And my curse midst blessing
   One of many things
BEST my meaning, interesting
   As for one more year
   This old mortal
   Is king
Forward any doubters
   Doubts trying to bring
Win once and they're happy. Twice and they're concerned. Three times and it's official, you are evil empire.

https://youtu.be/my6bfA14vMQ
Colm Dec 2019
Closing eyes to remain alive
No breath remains intact
With open mind over Pacific ends
No Atlantic hope will last
FOUR LINES - Etc
275 · Jan 2021
Showering Together
Colm Jan 2021
I had a thought
the other day
(in the shower).

And we
(in our fooling around)
both slipped and fell
on a bar of soap
called reality.

Painfully fun it was.
Hue hue.

From my second notebook titled "Shower Thoughts."
275 · Apr 2018
Unscripted Fate
Colm Apr 2018
Create for yourself
The life you most want
And live it out now
Before it's too late

Admit what is true
About yourself
And embrace it now
So that you can escape

Into goodness of this
Your future at present
Would you breathe it in now?
Your unscripted fate
The longer I live, the more I'm blessed to discover different things about myself. Like how orderly I really am, and the reasoning behind the way I do things. What is preference vs. what is idea or wishful thinking. My point in sharing this with you, is to remind these eyes—my own included—that they can have what they desire, that is if you're willing to admit it and work for it. Nobody is really stopping you. GET TO IT!
275 · Jun 2019
Open, Close
Colm Jun 2019
Lingering at a window
Keeps the world at bay
No more
Than a miniature globe on a downward *****
Close the window
Slip away
Open, Close
274 · Feb 2018
No, I Think Not
Colm Feb 2018
Does quality know that it's quality?

Does a thoroughbred know it's a winner?

Do the chance-less still stand, for a chance at all?

Can the redeemed ever not know their redeemer?

Though you cast all your peals before swine, do they care?

Will we think fore we trample our friends?

Can you count all the birds in the bushes as if caged?

Just as man counts the days till the end?
No, no, no and no. Nah, nope, no way and good luck...
274 · Sep 2019
As Worlds Crave Worlds
Colm Sep 2019
Because you are
         A whole universe is
         I am addicted to you
Because I am
So addictive it can be.

To lose yourself in another person and their lack of answers.

Careful.
274 · May 2017
Steady
Colm May 2017
And then suddenly you are there
And someone has come out of nowhere
And changed your life
For better or for worse
You are changed…but not me
Just one of many places they are, that I am not.
274 · Feb 2019
Iris Stars
Colm Feb 2019
A heart can beat
Without oxygen
For a minute
Starlight gleam
For an eternity seem
A gander can fly
Across the open sky
Till it's out of sight
And yet noone can reach you
Noone even tries
Because even fools recognize
The unobtainable
Untouchable height
That is your virtuous value
In my eyes
She sounds like the cosmos
273 · May 2018
Everything Bread By The Sea
Colm May 2018
Take me back,
Wash away my worries
And drown me in memories
Of everything bread by the sea.
At the warf in Cape May. Get a loaf of everything bread. And make some memories for me. (:
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