Another dream about
You
That’s no surprise

Since you dominate
The world behind
My eyes

Out of touch

And then,

Out of love.

It takes
Me seeing
One picture
Of you

For all
The feelings
To rush
Up again.

I got so used to hiding who I was
to others

I still hide from myself now

Moments before sleep
I see shadows
Dance before
My eyes
And hope to catch the traces
of the shape that was you

i think we dream
to remember

the parts of ourselves
we think we’ve lost.

to meet our fears
and befriend them

and to be free
at last.

the moon is a sickle
the sky a pastel palette
i slowly awake as dawn
gives a yawn
and a sleepy greeting

pillow soft, and warm
fragments of a dream
flicker in my mind
as I try to cling on to their meaning,

i can hear a distant sound
strangely familiar, a
subtle disturbance
becoming ever more present,
pressING
STRESSing
alarm! clock! rrrrringing

dr     a     g         g      i       ng
me out of the dream i was living in

and i am once again
born
unto
this new day

My head is full of ideas
Of can nots, and will nots
And should nots

My hair is full of knots

Just knots.

She walked on clouds
       Carrying me with her
                 Humming sweet seductions
                                      Stringing me along

Blinded by my fantasies
I let
her dreams
become mine

And just as I woke up
                                    
                    She said “it’s bedtime”

good morning love

deep breath, new day

you will be kinder to yourself, okay?

She is like the sun
You love her warmth

But she will burn you
Should you get too close

I tell her hello sunshine
Will you be mine?

She laughs,
My heart flutters,
Her answer:
Maybe next time.

They come rushing out of me
And I can do nothing but let them
Run their course wild and free

It’s a funny thing to write
Your words onto a virtual page
It’s a funny thing too
I’ll never know the strangers of this day

But May these words find you
And remind you
That you are
But a blessing
Planted within this world

With that knowing you’ll go far

And so precious
Never forget
Each moment is a blessing

stood a this door
looked out this window
had this conversation
heard this song
felt that feeling
seen that face

it must be déjà vu!

under pillow fortresses

you say
you can’t remember

it’s the
one thing
i’ll never forget

The poem
Groaned
and
Nagged
and
Itched
until
It got writ!

I'm breathing slowly.

I begin
  to become
             undone  

whilst letting you love me.

It’s a gentle loving,
an act of giving.

We all have cracks
that are in need of filling.

Neither
Of us
Makes
An effort

But
We’re both
Ok
With it

I write in a flurry

And then I write
Nothing at all

is breaking me,
the worst is

you don’t  
even know.

Into this world observing

And everyday
We give away
The parts of ourselves
We try to keep hidden

Strangers pass and
And I observe
How life seems to
Be getting only stranger

I’m happiest
When I’m a sleep
And free to dream

Soaring through the skies of my mind
Crawling through the tunnels of my consciousness

I find the answers, all within

Digging down the depths of my heart
Facing fiercely my biggest fears

I am reborn again

Waking up slowly
Bit by bit
A sleepy yawn
Pulling on my face

The dream has ended
And
A new day begins

are the

seeds for

our growth.

The switch
And day
Becomes night

You are
My sun
And I’m
your planet
In orbit

Nothing is
More meaningless
To me
Than my
Life before
I met you

I remember the darkness,
Feeling empty and cold.

As I watched the moon shine bright
With all her secrets untold.

I was trembling,
inside voices screaming
constant thoughts of you.

But the stars were my only company,

And the sky-
a midnight blue.

We might never understand

Why
something happened
When
it the happened
The way
it happened

Is that not a frightening thought?

I’m empty
Yet I sit
With all the things
That should
Be making
Me happy
But I am not

Because you
Are Not.

Sitting in a summer chair
Someone always did my hair
So little to worry about
Not a single care

Those times were
Oh so
Sweet like papaya

I’d paint the ocean in her eyes

Her cheeks are fields of flowers

Her hair a lush forest

Her body is a stage

Her laughter an orchestra  

You could call her
a work of art

You could call me
hopelessly in love.

The sun kissed her face
And left a glow there

She was golden,
but the bruises on her body
became her biggest burden
and shame-

and yet she shone on.

My heart broke
That she never dared,
wonder beyond

his shadow.

float with you
in space
and become
almost nothing

weightless

like our thoughts

only me and you

i love you

i meant

i need you

Carry the burden
And keep it
Hidden

We are all
Fighting our disasters
Within

There are so many
beautiful things
to look at
in this world

But my eyes
are fixed
on you

i think i like you,

very much
indeed.

So I post
a success and
you respond with
Fiery praise and
I respond with
Gratitude and now
Theres nothing to
Do expect wonder
How you are
And not ask

And wonder if
More will come?

it’s crazy how light

the drop
of a tear is,

for all the heaviness

it carries.

yesterday i received a
sacred visit

In that moment my spirit
detached from my body

As mantis called for
me to turn
within.

To find stillness
in this chaos
Now,

How?

our bodies can be so mechanical
its not that quizzical
that machines are somewhat
an extension of

our selves.

There are people
worthy
of giving
all
your love
to...

And there are people
who
are simply
not.

like a stranger
in my own body

i see you’re back again

let me send you this reminder

you will mend again

is a paradox

we live
to die

but we die
to live on

and now I’m back

To break it.

Things always remain

In circular motion.