smother my mother in my love kisses to her armor, she can’t feel it she even resists, but I keep repeating the steps approach, appreciate, allow kiss her cheek and bow I don’t know how much longer I have with her but I cherish each moment, each pocket of sunshine I savor my queen, the empress The shining example of a goddess I thank god for her, for my family I am finally understanding
Born to a winter season my thoughts have permanently obstained from chilly insatiable climates that wear on the mind My thoughts can be only taken to places of warm phenomenons such as a summer day in California Thoughts taken to places of yesterdays and those of future days like a memory keepsake mirage Scenes from a dream accompanied by music takes me to days of a dreamy beautiful beach saunter in summer Or a nice cruise down a winding mountain thoroughfare with the breeze blowing through my hair
The bright green vale & blue skies fade As she blinds my eyes with silvery light Like fireflies drifting by the glade Her presence kindles the weary night When gazing full she steals my breath With those light eyes & short blonde hair If I'm a frosty breeze, an omen of death She's like spring; serene, a breath of fresh air
I choose an area where I can watch from afar Sit on a bench covered in the clouds light tears from the morning My red plaid shorts damp beneath me A book sprawled on my lap, eyes tracing the outline of the sentence I can't stop re reading "it's the truth even if it didn't happen" I experience the sun blazing down on my thighs I trace the red marks on my strawberry skin with my nails Finding a strange sense of comfort in the burning sensation A sense of knowing that no matter what One can always expect the sun to burn I don't like the thought of not knowing what to expect the isolation in the unknown I can trust that the sun will never stop sizzling my skin And although it hurts, it's the safest I've felt in a while
unravel, untied, our love my love has died it was yours then mine, but now it rests in pockets of time pockets of sunshine, rack my memories to re-find recollect your light, re-experience your mind maybe if I hold on to it tight enough, the frequency ill be riding on will re-attract you back, to re tether our hands together again maybe that's too idealistic, maybe that's against the laws of physics maybe I am just as stupid as this dream is maybe I am broken for a reason I don't know, I just thought it was special the most saturated jewel tones I don't know, I just thought it was something the most beautiful to the most unknown
Diving into an endless void with never ending clocks that float in every direction
Ticking to time zones that no longer exist. Cascading upside down I rise into a world on a distorted path of the less traveled.
I land on a solid platform of rocks and rubble. filled with no sense of security I walk towards a figure with a face of light projecting old memories onto a wall of painted pain.
It’s filled with uncomplimentary colors devoid of all light.
I float to the wall that was created on the tears of bad luck and I paint my yellow light down the wall in a single stroke. It ages instantly becoming duller but The yellow remains moving along with the other colors.
I move my hand against the wall as I am pulled upwards and I can no longer touch it and it eventually vanishes away.
I float higher looking up towards a light. it engulfs me, now it is all that surrounds me. Leaving my shadow with nowhere to land, so I caress them in my arms.
I hear clicking and I close my eyes. "Have all the opportunities passed? Have all the paths ended?"
I feel the warmth of everlasting sunshine on my skin and the sounds of calming winds and rustling leaves. I open my eyes to see a bountiful blue sky of puffy white clouds and rainbow rays of sunshine. with emerald green grass forming to the shape of my hands
and with no sense of purpose, I smile.
feeling so stuck in time. and in ways I don't mind being stuck. I smile knowing there will always be a beautiful sky above me and a soft wind blowing even if I'm not there to see it. Stuck. Am i writer? a poet? a singer? actor? content creator? am I all of these things or none of them? How do I begin? How can i be seen by the world but feel safe at the same time? How do I do anything when I feel like I know nothing.