Squeaking Something that matters That really makes a difference Watching the sun set and rise Strictly metered ~~~ It’s the mundane That always Takes my breath away
Nature has a way Quietly seeping in I see you I smell you I hear you
PARTS AND PIECES Tree Hammock I remember it was cold, burning cold. There might have been snow on the ground. The wind was blowing, I can still feel the sting against my cheeks. Over the years the picture has faded, but the feelings have remained. Finding shelter was my first priority. As a child my … Continue reading Talking to you…4/14/20
This landscape has changed I look out my window And everything is the same It’s all wrapped around my head Choking the life I hold so dear Suffocating The beauty That I once saw I’m blinded By all this madness And just want to crawl beneath my covers Suck in the air Breathed out in … Continue reading Cocooned – March 14, 2020
Your green eyes Are what I remember Lost In the forests I’ve wandered The wildflowers Still bloom But you Are not here to see them I follow the rocky path Stepping on stones Feeling the cold waters Rush between my toes Flirting Distracting me From finding you ~~~ If I could only Return To where … Continue reading Where Your Green Eyes Grow – March 11, 2020
Blow me away Pick me up And take me with you Don’t ever set me down Take my breath And use it to your pleasure Feed my soul Empty my heart Blow me away Fast and furious In the wind I’ll go with you... Anywhere
Just past the hill Where the shadow falls The bed runs dry The grasses bend Under my cracked feet Landing on a cold Soft pillow Fresh My senses Awoken From their slumber I ingest everything Surrounding me Stopping And gulping A deep breath Starved For the energy Given to me In this Second Of awareness
There are times I have no words To send drifting down this river. But instead I turn within, and Find myself ruminating In its understated beauty.
When the fog settles in The street lights Glow a little wider. Up that hill Just ahead I see my way, It’s not clear. The red lights disappear Flat, on the horizon line. I’m left wandering, Will I?
Can you imagine Life without lasagna Smelling the fresh breeze Spring rolling up from under the leftover snow As the sun beats down Getting higher and higher Until sinking again Feeling fall take it’s hold Shaking it’s trunk The grasp shivering down Snow, beautiful white snow Dancing in the sky Landing in just the right … Continue reading A Garfield Thought – January 16, 2020
Branches, scattered Leaves, clinging Against the dull heavens ~~~ Roasted with red spice.
Sitting and breaking Ice cracking Slipping into the melt Searching for a balance In this flooded space ~~~ Looking up To see this contorting face Observing the reflection Of each relentless heartache The leftovers as they Trickle down ~~~ Standing between the open air I want so desperately to sip And an honesty, I’ve kept … Continue reading Crying Alone – November 26, 2019
It is so hard To breathe her name The plastic covers my lips Pulling the oxygen from the air No reward, just stillness Lost in everyday minutes The mundaness of days And years, so many years Collapsed into decades My mind is fading Shuffling the outside down Her attenuation Is breaking into A shrill volt … Continue reading Blueberry Sky – December 3, 2019
I am not the fragile snowflake That melts upon contact With something slightly above Thirty-two I am the intricate weaving Under closer inspection A piece of life that regurgitates beauty In every aspect of its being Misunderstood or commended For the strength held within I will be seen By those who are looking I am … Continue reading Thirty-Two – December 5, 2019
I just stopped Long enough to notice The last Of the last Holding on Against all odds To let go And feel the freedom Of the breeze
Are You Somewhere?
My waves crash upon your shore With a beating You will not survive. You must run from me, And never look back. Take what you have left, Or this sweet surrender Will tear you down Leaving behind shreds of your being Scattered in my sand. Unrecognizable, To my heart. It’s up to you, But I’ll … Continue reading I’ll Always Be Stronger – November 15, 2019
Terra-cotta fall. Soft and somber, Muted Until the crunch. Moving slower Drifting hand in hand No where to go, Or to be. Past turning around. Stirring my imagination, Caught, Tangled in a stare. For a split second, The reflection is clean. Can’t erase the beauty I’ve just seen.
~~~You can find me playing in the leaves~~~
The movement of this water The rise and fall A disappearing act By the light That peaks in-between Ups and downs Waning from my sight Just under the horizon Displaying a brightness Of colors That play An orgasmic show Until the dusk takes over And scares it away Pulling the stars out from hiding Shooting … Continue reading Forever- October 12, 2019