I've read the words
left unwritten
between the lines
bye bye crocodile

You touched so many
with your words
and your smile
bye bye crocodile

You've seen so much more
than many in this life
bye bye crocodile

Born of two minds
balance is the key
reading your thoughts
but never feeling your pain

Felt the emotions
as days turned to nights
victories no matter the size
still extract a price

Wish I'd had the chance
to spend a little time
sometimes there's more in life
than meets the eye

I hope you've found the peace
you needed in your life
I'll be missing your words
while writing this I cry

bye bye crocodile

Love, camaraderie and poetry
You always did love it here.

HOW DO YOU save a poem as a DRAFT on here anymore? Help! I've been gone for a year and the save as draft button is gone?

Acacia tree sunsets over Lake Turkana
Yes, you always did love it here
Drawing Crocodiles on my wheel

The mouse in your hoodie
The hurt
the homeless
and all those people
you always did love it here.

Seems like every time
I sit down to write a poem
the words come out
"I miss you".

I am crawling through the mud of the Valley
of the Shadow.
The skies are dark,
the water cold,
I am blue and I think I am drowning.

It feels like a hurricane is brewing
and the flash-floods are coming soon.
But maybe this rain is just a
reminder that God is
Crying too.

Babe I miss you
but today I got these good vibes
and tho I'm still blue
I'm looking to even bluer skies.

I've thought about killing myself many times
but tonight, under these stars
I've got the rhythm and I got the rhyme.
I'm down for some camp-fire peace, let's lose these wars!

Here in We-Town
We don't fuss, we don't fight.
Life is worth living
Let's do this right.

pax.

Somedays I feel the air is unwelcomed
in my lungs-as if to say:
stop breathing
you're not welcomed here
in this world
but still
compassion spins from the wreck as if to say:
keep turning, find the center
all is not lost, the purpose
is in the pain.

Words in my head. Unspoken Unsaid...but they slip and they slide ride out and deride bringing untamed desires to the fore. Words are the core. They are all that remain after heartache and pain when the world and its eyes and its peoples despise the lives that they live. Only words can forgive. But words in the head are impotent..they're dead. You can feed words to the starving but they cannot be force fed and thus words left unread.I've said it before..words are the core. Silent words are no good..never could be if no one ever could see what you're trying to say. Hiding words away behind a curtain is certain to obscure any meaning so when you have the leaning and you're ready to fall you have words that can call the words into a book to be read. Not unsaid but out loud to the crowd..to the throng. Is it so wrong to hear words that have love. Sweet Jesus above how could it be when words and their meanings mean so much to me.Do you see where this is leading..down the road of constant reading, with words and what they bring as they sing into today for each and everyone, until the day when words are gone. And that'll be a long time coming.

I could drone on line after line

Splashing ink across a thousand pages
But still
I could never have enough rhythm and rhyme
To express

How terribly I miss you...

Pax