a little bit lost again
in between
narrating selves
searching
or just being
waving
or
drowning
from the
middle
of the sea
Nothing
but everything
At once.

The first sign of
daylight dissolved
my good intentions
nothing at all
seamed to shine
every thought fell
into dark water
the sun was
painted grey
my dreams were cold
as distant mountains
and when the death
Lillie's bloom from your
lonely heart and your
love only hears
the cello cry
when your angel walks
with wings of stone
and your daffodils
want to die
meet me here
beneath the
gun metal sky
and you know
everything will
be just fine
follow me
we’ll walk away
our sadness
in the rain …
Clay.M

You stepped off a cliff by accident
No reason to feel this way is evident
To everyone around you seem so weak and shallow
The only one you trust your secrets is your shadow

You’re drowning silently alone
The chest is heavy, it’s a stone
Each breath takes so much will
It’s getting hard to take a step without a pill

You see your own reflection as the enemy
You feel ashamed to talk about it to your family
You go on in a suffer mode
The path is faded, it’s a dangerous road

You face unknown - you face the fear
Your mama says: ”Calm down, my dear”
You wish the words could heal the scars
Each time you see the falling stars

Someone forgot the pearl necklace today
I remember seeing a red and white skirt
the sound of the wind was strong
a floral set of earrings
As the camera rolled
a pause stood in the air
there wasn't a single cloud in the sky
the black blouse was transparent
the red on the mustang
reflected your sunshine face.

I thank God for friends like you
who live their lives in simple truth.

They help a friend along the way and count their blessings everyday.

They found love is not in word but deed
and care enough to plant the seeds

that grow into a friendship deep. They live to grow and play to keep.

So don't let the years twist the truth
Just keep on being friends like you.

"So, you think you're a poet?"

"I write stuff."

"You'll never make it writing the trash you do."

"Define 'making it.'"

"Selling books, winning awards."

"I've already 'made it.' I write."