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Rai Nov 1
Tears stain pages
For the souls
that left too soon  
But etched their souls
Upon the sky
When you read old conversations on old poems and remember …
  Nov 1 Rai
Joel M Frye
there was a time
we broke the bones
of each other's poems
and savored marrow
explored what made them breathe
sought out
warm arterial pulses
examined the hearts
to find the essence of their lives

it was vital to us
in the truest sense of the word

life today is too cheap
to waste that much time
Few of you have been around that long. It's okay.
Rai Nov 1
Like an Autumn  leaf
That flutters bravely,
Free fall
Parachuting head first,
That’s not how this next  chapter will go.
Like a rolling wave surrendering to the shore
Always beckoning me to quench my broken bones in salted healing seas.
You feel so far from this place
And yet so near.
Hold on to the thought that all is connected.
You ,me, the rolling sea and and the falling leaf,
Tumbling and coming to a silent holy space within the cosmic realms where I find
Tall Oak,
Tall Oak I come to pray,
Will you listen to the words of one less humble?
Tall Oak speaking to the God in you from the God within me.
Was life ment to be so strange?
So confusing?
So full of nothing?
Or was the nothing put there for me to fill with life more wanting?
To fill with love more knowing ?
Or have I passed by you too many times not learning to hear you.
Tears fall cascading upon rose tinted cheeks
I will leave them to quench your thirst.
As you have given me the very oxygen needed to keep me alive,
So too have you given me my greatest lessons and my moments of longing are replaced somehow
With a new understanding
Between Tall Oak,the floating leaf,  the rolling seas and you and me
I find my truth…
Just open your mind a little and let the words come forth  to play ,weave and mingle with all that surrounds us and then poetry will once more dance forth and land where it will.
Rai Oct 31
This evening there are no words
Or explanations for how I feel .
I have become accustomed to feeling a little numb .
Only when diving head first into nature and quenching my thirst for life can I feel .
I will not write a masterpiece this evening ,
I will not fasten  the seat belt
ready for the roller coaster that follows,
I will dive head first
Then regret later
I will allow,
Beckon even
I will scream from the roof tops until my lungs are sore
I will not be silent
I will not be kind
Or caring
I will not be needy or wanting
I will quench this thirst that lays in my soul
My soul
Dare me to feel and I will need to back away and hide in darkened places.
Licking old wounds and not allowing you any closer.
Be careful how you approach me,
I seem like I am standing here with an armour to protect.
But I am weak when love lies before me.
I will not write a masterpiece this evening ,
I will be the masterpiece
Standing tall and feeling weak,
Looking brave and yet falling,
Falling apart at the seams that make me
Me …
  Oct 27 Rai
Eli
even the darkest minds can drip gold;
pink roses can bloom behind ****** chain link fences,
as leaves can stay orange as they float in puddles reflecting gray.

there’s always stars in the dark.
<3
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