The winter comes
Blue bird branch
Singing clear

The air is colder
But very clear
The song carries

The earth is frozen
Blue bird branches
Brittle but there

Snow falls now
The woods so bright
Like tiny diamonds

Oh but yet to hear
The oh so near
Blue bird ballad

In the coming spring

The waves crash and recede
In a language I do not speak

The mists drift in from sea
and whisper gently unto me

In this midnight air
I feel the silent pull

of something far away

as currents twist and turn
the sea side flowers bend

a dance, a waltz, a love
a romance with the wind

Somewhere, someone is looking for me
Just as hard as I am looking for them
But we'll pass each other on the street
And never see each other again

In between here and there
As I've  been, as I've  cared
I found the deep blue sea
And found a reason to be

For on the crest of the deepest
I learned the angler fish secrets
And spoke softly from then on
All this after you were gone

So I guess, I'll sit in silent wonder
Listening to the hum of fans
When all is left to be torn asunder
What is the point of making plans?

What was the point of spending that money
Or spending my time on it for that matter
What was the point of watching those films
Or driving around so ******* much

If in the end it doesn't even add to anything.

I gently rock on the waves of the ocean
I am held above the ever seething dark
Though it makes me want to sink away
It makes me want to run once a day

I want to wake in the morning new and alive
But deep inside, I am dragged back down
The ragged indifference and repeating dive
To the darkness where I cannot be found

It's late and I work on my self
I write out the colors of my heart
and I paint the words I forgot to say (when we were together)  
I stay up late, working on my art

that is to say, if I had one

I ride hip hop beats late into the color
I learn to speak a language I made up
I speak in tongues, when actually I said nothing
By a lamp, and it rains, but it never rains enough

Awash in the color of a sound and
I feel that loneliness that you feel
I speak the same empty grays you do
And I wonder if I will ever heal

I wonder if there is a place where I
can belong, where I can do no wrong  
simply, until then I will never know, yeah
I just plan to keep going, while staying put

A fan of the farewell
The final fall of a leaf
The final fall of a life

the final leaf of fall

A fan of the goodbye
In a relationship gold
In a relationship old

God be with you, friend

A fan of the salutation
That leads away from me
That leads away from we

Para tu salud, amor.

In such great silence
Do i continue
And yet i do not appreciate noise

No i am not one for such
Self pity
Though sometimes a great hole
In my heart grows too deep
And i must then be honest

To random street strangers
Who like me, are screaming
Oh god won't someone help me
In their poems and still
We continue in silence
A poem makes no sound
It
Attracts no attention

The only ones who hear are the ones who are already here

Reading in silence alone
Feeling vindicated
They are somehow not alone
In an action
Of being alone

What a great irony
A shrine to such
Self indulgence and pity
Maybe you have tons of friends

Yet still you are feeling alone
And you don't know why
And you feel guilty
Unworthy
Alone even more

Its written in the ***** laundry
On the floor
Its in the dreams that are.
More interesting than
Having dreams

Wondering why wake up
The things i fill my life with
Are invariably
Less interesting
Than the nonsense
In my head
In bed

I speak three languages
I learned because i
Thought
It would reveal
a new world

But instead i filled my head
With three voices saying
I am alone
I am unknown
And
The bridges i thought
Id be able to build
Well let's say
I forgot my tools
on the other side of the river

What self indulgence
You say
I say
And yes

But also such feelings
Come spilling out
This stupid rat mind of mine
And in everyones rat minds
You wonder the same things

The moon falls
Yielding to day

Dancing forever
No words to say

Yes, they're bound
By something unseen

A deep love
A dream

The pull of oceans
The gift of light

From midnight to noon
The sun and the moon

Waltz on a stage
Of infinite blue

In a field
a flower bends
Where winter starts
And summer ends
In the push
Of northern winds

The trees sway gently now
Felling the petals of spring
Falling winds and lighter skies
Beneath the birds wing

The seeds find roots
Something begins to simmer
And just like that
Its once again the winter

I have found the great forest
With all of it's mysteries
The waters at their purest
The animals without identities

I have found the great streams
And the great valleys the same
A world totally without seams
A world without even a name

I have found that great place
And found my place among
In clearer waters I see my face
In settled winds, I hear it's song

When I come home at night
I see the things, the thoughts
that were hidden in the light

In the dark, when they emerge
I feel the pain, the emptiness
I am never able to beat the urge

The urge to put on my shoes
I wish dearly, that I could run
To forget these ugly truths

I am within a wave
That never sleeps
On long lost beaches
In old inlets keeps

The ocean consumes
As it sees fit
And I'll go with
When it's call resumes

And I will always follow
Its eb and flow
Its gentle embrace
As I wander place to place

This love, that I do not deserve
This love, I have done nothing for
And still, do nothing to preserve
It shakes me down to my core

The things you do, with such patience
And I cannot help but to be so vile
And all of this weighs on my conscience
Upon guilts are guilts thrown to pile

A battle between what I know is right
and the darkness that clings to me
And whispers into my ears all night
And i can never hope to be free

I just want to say sorry
Because I am so unfortunate
Pathetic

Life is a dream
Framed by darkness

There is no way I wish to be
But like bird, leaf, or tree

The root digs without an aim
I want to be empty all the same

In this night that never ends
To be the branch that bends
In gentle northern winds

Beneath an ever still moon
I fall in ever greater ruin

I want to be empty
And aimless

Oh but to make life
Frameless

The crest of the wave
Moves silent in the night

Beneath a moon that knows
Each year that comes and goes

Takes us farther from the light

The saline mist of a churning sea
Leaves tears that fall in long runs

Scarring the rocks temporarily
As water dries beneath the sun

To start again in the new day

Once more be washed away

There is someone
Yes, I am tempted
To let my heart
Run from home

But

I belong here
She belongs there

Really

It's not as though
We belong anywhere

Nevertheless

Fog settles slow
On cold mornings

The suns gentle glow
Gives no forewarning

The day shines
Meeting the dew

Rays among pines
Start again anew