A million moons Glistening in the ripple Of the tide Floating vagrantly A lone finger Swimming Through the cool abyss Until I find you
Tag: writings
A Thought to Think on – November 4, 2020
Manners & Etiquette: Are They Important to Survival? Remember to say please and thank you, take your shoes off at the door, send a thank you note when someone goes out of their way to do something nice for you, hold the door for others, offer your seat to an elderly/disabled/pregnant person, etc., etc. Most … Continue reading A Thought to Think on – November 4, 2020
November 3, 2020
Find your peace.
Talking to you…10/27/20
PARTS AND PIECES Baby Birds I was a talker. I am still a talker. I’ve always been a talker. My son is a talker. I get it now. He has so much to say, and it is constant. I love listening to how his mind works, and I sometimes wonder if they felt the same … Continue reading Talking to you…10/27/20
It’s Complicated – October 22, 2020
Softly Blaring my name Fingering my way to the post Where you are Where you stood Lost and lonely Inside the beginning That was once you I can’t make out Your shadow It’s too big Confounding the shape I saw and knew Floating Past me Into an enigma Of love and hate I hold So … Continue reading It’s Complicated – October 22, 2020
Turbid – October 21, 2020
The energy escapes me I pivot and fall It’s there But not where I’m Supposed to be If anywhere at all
Egoist – July 17, 2020
So numb to the world My pages are empty My pen has run dry And the lead Has slipped From the wood With a crack The longer this derails The more that is said I’m spiraling inward Landing right back in my own head
October 21, 2020
If there is something after death, I will find you.
Counting Worms – September 26, 2020
We’ve talked often But this This Was more intimate She held me And caressed My stained soul Something no other living being Had done Staring into her eyes She made me feel whole All of the problems in the world Were suddenly still A temptress at her best I squandered in her presence Marveling At … Continue reading Counting Worms – September 26, 2020
State of the Times – September 6, 2020
Here we go suckers ~~~ Saddle Up ~~~ Half ass answers If you please ~~~ What’s going on Make believe We’re living in a backwards ease ~~~ Never Never Land Peter, pass the Hook ~~~ Excuse me fears I no longer pucker With many Tears
In Your Ear – September 30, 2020
My words Cannot droop As low as I Want to take them I can’t even Beg them to go Where they need to be They traipse Along My fissure Occluding The space I’ve always Wanted to inhabit
Talking to you…10/13/20
PARTS AND PIECES Image The smell of warm concrete and chlorine, the summer used to hold me hostage. There was an oversized rectangular concrete slab children climbed upon to tug and pull at their sticky bathing suits, while watching themselves in an equally large reflective piece of cloudy glass hanging on the wall. When it … Continue reading Talking to you…10/13/20
Sorry – October 12, 2020
I don’t much feel like sharing right now I’ll leave you with my mood As the sky has left me
Perspicacity – June 26, 2020
The glass I see you through Bends who you are to me You don’t pretend To hide your thoughts So why should I from you Well Because Your glance expects me to
Left As Kindling – September 23, 2020
For what it’s worth I no longer feel Unless, your touch alone Scorches Prodding me As deeply as a touch Once did Beautifully burning Serenity Uncontrolled And timid ~Losing everything all at once~ And there In that space I come alive And ignite The air You exhale
Tacit – September 23, 2020
What do we know, What are we told? When it gets quiet And no one’s talking We are left Alone To lay in silence.
Nighttide – September 19, 2020
Stillness, under The indigo sky Dusk Swallows me whole Along with the crisp smells Of a dying summer Lit by the warmth Of so many nights
Stream of Conscious – September 15, 2020
The thick air Brackish in its tint Dives deep into my lungs Where I become free Listening to the noises In the great wide open Softly bending my attention Escaping Everything Like butterflies Into the limpid sky A dotted haze Floating off To somewhere
Unseeable – September 13, 2020
The reflection I see In curved glass Coils around me And brings me into the room
Extrapolate Me – September 9, 2020
I like your words Because they’re wild And they pick at my brain Spin my insides Into knots Taking me from the burden of my sanity Or insanity But who’s counting While I read on Waiting in the darkness For what comes next The candle eventually Fizzles And the lure of gases Persuades me Out … Continue reading Extrapolate Me – September 9, 2020
