Samara

Samara Mar 2024

oh i wish you could see her
day dreaming under
crystal sky blue weaving
ether with the earth through
day and through night
fighting only with the waking moment
should it ever change
from drab old dragging
around one after another;
much like a flower
growing through cracks
not coveting the colors it lacks
knowing all roots lie dark cold beneath
it all there lives another world
not for the sight
not for the righteous
where the only thing you can see
is the slither of nightshade forests
and there, my dear friend-
lives everyone you’ve ever known.

Samara Feb 2024

among the birds

for the day that i go
beyond the grave
please know
these words that i say:
i'm happy here
it's what i've always craved.
spaces to fill unseen
without meeting any stares.
no longer losing hope
or places to be
ending endless penance
for straying from god's will.

the fault lives with none
except with me,
who did nothing of use
but hurt everyone i see.
- - -
so when i leave you
within my wake
my departed soul
wants this for you to take:
this was my song
sung by swans
singing the words
of my deepest love
before i return again
but as a mourning dove.
remember now
my unbeating heart
rests finally full
in a world revealed
only to those who look.
- - -
go in grace
and live life freely
when you call my name
find me perched upon
the nearest tree
watching over lovingly
and being proud of you daily
from the moment you rise
and smell the air
to the close of dusk
as you go up the stairs

wherever you meet me
just as you are
i'll be happy to share
with you the moment
and show you i care.
- - -
yes i've left
before i'm old
but the bell waits for no one
and continues to toll

so i bid you adieu
and have given you the words
to know and to remember
you can find me among the birds.

Samara Feb 2024

earthbound

marred by addiction
nameless still--
remains an affliction

stern countenance abound
marking contemplation.
confounded by plentiful earthbound
fruits
not for the taking

Samara Feb 2024

mosaic

tiled by each passerby
tapestry woven from threads ever worn.
I am a collection
of everyone I've ever known.

many masks, one for any occasion
each gathered meticulously
from every stop at the station.

timidly tending to the layers
catalogued by time.
scattering all my prayers
hoping to reveal what's mine.

human inside and out
borrowed too, then lost
how can i live with no doubt
when moment moves faster
than i ever thought?

Samara Feb 2024

alchemical

flowers flowers, everywhere
growing through crevices without a care
of pigments they may lack
steadfast blooming from pitch black
roots dig deep, beneath the earth-
never once, questioning their worth
to all who shelter under petals
in summer's sweltering heat.
- - -
however ephemeral
they remain eternally
alchemical

Samara Feb 2024

dreary

clouds roll by
in a sunless sky-
they come and go
as i stare out my window

overcast days they stay
more often than not
atop of each other they lay
tangled in a knot

these days it's hard to see
any light of the sun or
silver-linings undone.
instead they paint
distinct varieties of grey
onto a backdrop tinted blue-

& where there's blue,
radiance can shine through
so clear, so sharp
and then i become
melodic like a harp
illumined by the rays
captured by my upturned gaze.
- - -
but these days are overcast
& the mornings drenched in haze
so i march forward
wondering how long it'll last
until we finally part ways

Samara Jan 2024

surround sounds of spring & summer

birds chirp at the sight of dawn
and the roaring drone of lawn mowers
meet distant echoes of dogs barking while
children chatter and play in the grounds.
- - -
despite it all, the voices
inside my head still insist
something is
gravely
wrong