Each Talking to you post is a little bit of myself. A bread crumb of my existence. An insight into why I write what I write, and where it comes from. My hope is to openly express, as best as I can, through poetry and photography my "life feelings". These posts are as sporadic as … Continue reading Talking to you…Guide
My “life feelings” are just that, something you can’t touch and fleeting. They’re mine. Selfishly, I blunder them. One after another. Letting them go, when all I want to do is hold the fuck on. It might feel good for a moment…but we all know the saying…then the moment is gone.
My state of abeyance Floats between worlds Standing tall and pretty While I choke And crawl
The inescapable longing Left Tightens in the chest and Sometimes escapes the lips Dreary Far beyond any day’s darkness Found At the end of a rural escape Bringing no solace It settles in your bones Turning you incapacitated At the most inopportune times Left all by yourself It’s a part of you now No other … Continue reading Singular – July 10, 2021
Soft And distant Full of something I am not How do they do it Smoothly Trespassing across the street Lights flying through the Empty sky Somewhere It’s fulfilling Suffocating The last bit of umpf I have Used To understand A life I do not live Because what else is the point If I cannot take … Continue reading Mesmerizing – July 15, 2021
Etched in your mind Are memories You can’t help But see From time to time
Loot. Lines mute clouds. Tonight.
I feel her Floating around me Dragging on my coat tale Never too far Beyond This place Waiting And loving Until the tears Turn into buckets each time I feel her warmth In early July
Your leg pressed up to mine A brush of your hand as you walk by The smell of you floating on the wind Eyes glimmering, a spark of love Caught from over there No words Nothing special Just the hint of you Is All I need
I hold my breath Until these temples begin to throb Floating on the surface Right in front of you
Afraid of an arrow That’s buzzed through my hair In fact It took some with it But I’m still here
The geese Gurgling crisply above Ice tapping at the window As the Snow tucks me in Just in time to cover the popping spring But still The smell is glorious When I poke my nose Out the front door It should be gone By the morrow
Borrowed from the seeds planted~The Hope tomorrow will find me~In a better way.
It seems so simple So pure • I do not need anything From anybody • Holding it right here In front of me • Waiting Blistering • Until I look down And take it
Stretching beyond bare branches And icicle tips Tunneling with breezes Flying down Snow winged streets Under her breath Whistling a tune Flanking sanity And trying to hold on
I don’t bring many people here, I feel safer talking to myself. I’ve provided the padded room to let go. And I’m letting go...
It will always be My dirty little secret The thing I’ve kept Inside All built up On the utmost Negligent Pride
The sun brings no light And the darkness Surges ~~~ A halo of dense fog Handcuffing My thoughts ~~~ The quiet stench Predestined To make. Things. Run. Keep running…
Alone A single Something Floating Crisp and chilled Persuaded by the wind Which way ~ Holding on And Dying slowly Because It’s not dead yet Looking miles upon miles Down the road Until it all turns to nothing ~ The most alone It will ever feel Is freeing And tempting Taking in All the frosty … Continue reading Only a Soul – February 13, 2021
Screaming does no good Smiling doesn’t either Waiting for someone to notice Wastes ~ I think ~ The most time So here I am And there you are
~~~ I do not know No I do not know your pain I feel it close to my heart But I do not know your pain ~~~ I’ve felt Shrill sheets of energy Shredding through my being ~~~ Back and forth Back and forth ~~~ Until I couldn’t anymore ~~~ I do not know your … Continue reading Empathic – February 5, 2021