All the odes are gone
Like a dying star that has burned  up all its passion,
lighting a world that didn't appreciate its existence
Maybe because they just always were ......
All the odes are gone
Once an isle enveloped in affection
Slowly with each ebbing of the tide
The sea has reclaimed the creative soul,
back into the depths of her indifference
setting the island free....
All the odes are gone
What used to rain forth words,
Like a waterfall in Eden
From the tongue of my beating heart
Now just quenched with the bitter taste of indecision
Now reigns empty
Perhaps now , she may notice
All the odes are gone

I was trying
to win her over ,
but she was trying
to win him back

Look at me now

I know what you all used to think
I was so small
Thick skinned and shy
I had high hopes
And you ignored me
I still have my eyes on that star
Still reaching
Kicked into the dirt
Left alone
Rejected
Left to fester in my own dreams
I dug in deep
Weathered the storms
Grew stronger
From the inside out
I grew
Still reaching for the heavens
You all thought I wouldn't amount to much at all.
A hardened heart
Distant memories
Cold winters , stifling summers
The rejection unbearable
Yet hear I am
A lifetime later
And you are yesterday's gone
now you find yourself resting
Resting at my feet
Looking past me to the heavens
And daydream with me
Underneath me
I still have my dreams
I represent life
To you I am immortal
Ill be here long after your gone
Even though you left me
Look at me now
I'm not that little acorn
Anymore ......

Wait !?
Is that ......
I can't believe it ....
I see , I see the ...
LAWN !!

We're at work

She has no idea
how she seduces me with her movements
gesturing her upper body
While she harmonizes with the radio
the vibrato  of her voice
caresses my ears
like feathers of a dove
oblivious to my gaze
however ,
In my mind
I am dancing with her
her rolling shoulders
hypnotize  my thoughts
she sits at her cubicle and yet
For me
She's performing , for my imagination
Enticing my attention
I sit behind her
Yet in my daydream we are face to face ,
In my daydream she knows
I'm watching
In my daydream , she's performing just for me.
In my daydream were not at work.
She has no idea I'm watching.
She's in her own little world , and id love to join her.
But we're at work !

What if snowflakes are just angel seeds being sprinkled abroad ?