font springing from
the depths of a shallow pool

boiling with fervor
under glass-still surface

with effort i see i can see
through my own reflection

golden-bedrock streambed
red sand flowing downstream

and i know that this river
and my life are forever one

Sharing poetry
Exposes one's self
To the elements
One has to weather
The storm

A promise is a promise.
Only a lie can be made
with an expiration date in mind.

You and I
are the sand and sea,
we will always keep coming
back to one other.

You and I
are the trees of eternal spring,
we shall never leave.

Not every day is remembered
as special or significant,
not every word spoken between us
is Hallmark worthy.
But love is never absent
and what is shared
never forgotten.

Alone we are
merely ordinary,
together we are considerable,
whether it’s sharing ice cream
or each other’s
aches and pains.

The road we traverse,
hand-in-hand,
may be covered with obstacles & illusions,
but the horizon
is hardly false.

For look!
God himself smiles upon us.
These vows are indeed
of an endless variety...

it's a long stretch of holding
my insides way inside as if
they might be seen
in a deep breath

i should let myself i-think
and certain thoughts
step in
why this mad dash now

and this is the cause
digits in vibrato playing keys
not pressed
down

kept from going anywhere again
dressing and ******* ways to be
feel capitalized
and carved

purposely underwritten
the character languishes
in the discards
i say i say