#ours
I dreamed
that we were children again
sitting on the grass
holding up our heads
so that no Perseid would fall
without our gaze
in those cold summer nights
garlands of drops
on thin branches
touching the sun
rays pulsing
with orange light
I saw it again
People would come to our home
as if from nowhere
leaving something bright behind
a little sweet
a little bitter
blood was real
muscles
sweat
and dust
I enter my own head
and feel freedom
it doesn’t matter
if it only seems so
it is more soothing
than thinking about cracks in the wall
I see a hill
and behind it a forest
mushroom picking
wild berries
the world
had the scent of honey
from grandfather’s bees
I hear the echo
from a deep well
that always answered
that was our time
do you remember
the taste of cherries
sweet and sour
growing in our garden
laughter on the stubble
after harvest
potatoes roasted
in the fire
I know
that you remember too
Mar 17
Mar 17, 2026 at 2:49 PM UTC
Dreams whisper softly,
Stars fall like tears,
Hearts beat wildly,
Love conquers fears,
Hope blooms eternal,
Time heals scars,
Forever ours.
Jan 14, 2025
Jan 14, 2025 at 4:01 PM UTC
i wish i could see your grief,
lead them by my own two hands,
then give them a room big enough in
me to fit them and their lingering shadows.
Jan 8, 2024
Jan 8, 2024 at 8:15 AM UTC
This is my recovery
I’m not where I want to be
I can’t shake these memories
Of the person I used to be
The scars fade but
They’re the scars that made me
The scars that saved me
Now I’m a little closer to whole
Filling in the holes that I wore through this soul of mine
I’ve been run ragged carrying around all this baggage
It gets too heavy after a while and it’s time to stop and steady myself
Why don’t you just lay it down?
This road keeps going up ahead
There are more ways to move on and one day you will be found
No sense in stopping now
There’s life up ahead
Living one day at a time
I keep filing through the pain in my head
Accepting hardship as a pathway to peace
One day this life will stop and the you you knew will cease to exist
There’ll be nothing left but what you did with all the pain
Take a breath
Take a step
Let someone know
Life will ebb and flow
But we’re better off with you
We’re better off because you kept going
This is my recovery
But it’s not just mine
Dec 3, 2023
Dec 3, 2023 at 12:26 PM UTC
Tale of the none, with silence
The risks we endeavor, are forever?
And a daydream, that has a moment to suffice
Create me an avid soul, shrewder thoughts for lovers...
People of charming since
And guarantee's hence, with a smile
Of recourse, I will know a rage, insight lends
The times of virtue in calm, and duty to shyness...
Mercy in a carried few
Witnessing the gifts and presence of mind
With the senses of curiosity come patience, we due
To a passion of simply asking for help, in time
Allied solace, the terms and needs of equity
Privileged intuitions of a charity in call, and prowess
The turn of composure into gold, absentia in divinity
Suggesting hope, is a long cool look at love we guest
Many days like these
Energy in forms we can understand
Solitude forth a response, to aging tomorrows we please
First and foremost, the basis of comparison to answer a land
My needs are my promise
Salutations in couth, the liberty to accept austerity
With the sincerity of kind, a sharing seemliness of the wise?
And to a shrewder how in the season of now, the candidness of disparity?
Sep 4, 2023
Sep 4, 2023 at 11:24 AM UTC
Recently “minutes” or recently “hours”?
Recently, minutes were reasonably ours.
Like how I “recently” saw him at the grocery store,
And “recently” went back, hoping I might again.
Sure, we spoke…
Recently.
So I logged on, recently,
Just to see what’s up.
That’s how it always is,
And the status is always the same:
“Recently”
May 11, 2023
May 11, 2023 at 6:26 PM UTC
You don't have to search anymore
It’s okay, I’ll be your company
As we’ll be dreaming under different skies
Cloud nine resting , still, we can settle,
My embrace will be your home,
Your eyes will ground me
This feeling, our only battle
Mar 8, 2022
Mar 8, 2022 at 4:11 PM UTC
i search for words,
songs in its utmost lyrical sense
to speak on my behalf
louder, i demand
for i forgot
it’s ours
we have yet
to define
Oct 19, 2021
Oct 19, 2021 at 11:05 AM UTC
We grew in this yard
in between the broken glass and dog ****
vine inches
minutes by hours by days
roots crept in an inconsistent soil
and growing despite
To arrive now with weekend garden centre eyes
you may see weakness in some leaves
that belies the truth of a fragile fruit
long nurtured from blood
and uncompromising viticulture
And if you try to claim the bouquet
or the legs on that glass
or the complexity of hard fought tannins
and subtle warmth
and lasting aftertaste
Then you will see us spit
Apr 30, 2021
Apr 30, 2021 at 2:02 PM UTC
did we have better plans?
was the world ours?
was it going to be
something we could be?
and with that wish -
with that breath -
with that hold on the world -
it was ours
it was really yours
but with that
maybe it was mine
too
Oct 4, 2020
Oct 4, 2020 at 12:10 AM UTC
The night was ours and we shared with the ones who craved.
Jun 16, 2020
Jun 16, 2020 at 2:59 PM UTC
it all started with a little touch.
i fiddled with your fingers until it ended up intertwined.
i looked at you and you looked back,
just an inch of space between us.
you whispered to my ear and i listened.
suddenly, your lips were on mine.
the sudden action reminded me that i had no skill when it comes to responsiveness.
i felt embarrassed but brave to admit because of these feelings.
i told you i didn’t know how to respond back and you said you’d teach me tomorrow.
how i long for tomorrow to come,
but dreams don’t have tomorrow,
it’s all in our heads.
Jun 15, 2020
Jun 15, 2020 at 10:28 AM UTC
Love the wind
Breathe it in slowly
It's only temporary
Oct 19, 2018
Oct 19, 2018 at 8:33 PM UTC
Yours is the kind of love I once wished
The feeling that favored not just what I can give
but who I am - light and dark.
For years, it didn't change.
Instead, it grew stronger with every spark.
It's ever beautiful, peaceful and mild.
It's what I can call mine.
It's what I can call ours.
We may be apart but ours is the feeling
I'm quite certain as I am sure.
For you embedded my heart with words
that bring warmth like the sun's rays,
Avec vous, toujours
With you, always.
Oct 3, 2018
Oct 3, 2018 at 11:19 AM UTC
City lights, leaking at the seams,
Skyline hopes and Skyline dreams,
Robust carbon hearts dancing in moonbeams,
A caveat of careless silver screens
Late nights with hollow eyes,
A compilation of our greatest highs,
Played out to the group of hungry spies,
Elongated by my constant lies
Is there still magic in the midnight sun,
Or am I refusing to believe it's run,
Out of fire.
Is there still passion in the empty cup,
Or am I refusing to believe it's blown up,
Out of desire.
Aug 24, 2018
Aug 24, 2018 at 5:39 AM UTC