Unknown moments sit scary
Or lie seen as possibility
Which endlessly cause me weary
Creeping around happy corners
Forewarning sharp deathly borders
Rake away old and decayed dead
And replace with harsh plastic beds
Flowers, and people with hopes and doubt
Letting daylight in to carry you out
Smiles uplift your exterior
Solidify your wants over needs
To sacrifice what the truth bleeds
Putting into words those favorable and sometimes unfathomable feelings...
Friday, November 20, 2009
Thursday, November 19, 2009
For There
There is something there
that we are connected
forever seems a long time
in a life past me directed
You have my heart there
whether you hold it or
carry on for your release
presently or in memory of me
So many instances there
make life far complicated
I as your partner here
and your confidant near
that we are connected
forever seems a long time
in a life past me directed
You have my heart there
whether you hold it or
carry on for your release
presently or in memory of me
So many instances there
make life far complicated
I as your partner here
and your confidant near
Wednesday, November 18, 2009
Restless
Somehow dreams are stalking
My reality in waking and walking
Above ground around earth
But with shady apprehension first
Somehow held by an invisible hand
Not stirring of a godly strand
But instead a wavering question
Without a future for worry to rest in
Somehow days are welcome here
With the pause of a quiet night's fear
Asleep in parallel self-tension
For keeping the lonely heart restless
My reality in waking and walking
Above ground around earth
But with shady apprehension first
Somehow held by an invisible hand
Not stirring of a godly strand
But instead a wavering question
Without a future for worry to rest in
Somehow days are welcome here
With the pause of a quiet night's fear
Asleep in parallel self-tension
For keeping the lonely heart restless
Musing
Attention!
Attention!
Look at me!
Touch my locks of hair
Help me catch my knees
Your willingness to appreciate
My importance is noticed
No more than patience is paid
So you hold my hand in made
Excuse yourself for me
Choose your conversations
Exquisite and carefully
Be careful not to bore
I am a muse
That's what I'm here for
Attention!
Look at me!
Touch my locks of hair
Help me catch my knees
Your willingness to appreciate
My importance is noticed
No more than patience is paid
So you hold my hand in made
Excuse yourself for me
Choose your conversations
Exquisite and carefully
Be careful not to bore
I am a muse
That's what I'm here for
Beside
Holding hands with confusion
While minutes consume seconds,
and laughter leaves us gripping from
our internal expectations bending.
To know the entire world
with its truths is deadly,
and takes complete calm
away from us entirely.
While minutes consume seconds,
and laughter leaves us gripping from
our internal expectations bending.
To know the entire world
with its truths is deadly,
and takes complete calm
away from us entirely.
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
Fall Away
Barely you say
you recognize me
but a stranger I am not
in this familiar way
The past counting in
as a presence right here
shared and connected issues
discussed in fact have been
Voicing the silence
you talk in still circles
convincing yourself perhaps
in day to day common sense
Hoping that you learn
previous happy occurrences
are rare in memory moments
and leaves are quick to turn
you recognize me
but a stranger I am not
in this familiar way
The past counting in
as a presence right here
shared and connected issues
discussed in fact have been
Voicing the silence
you talk in still circles
convincing yourself perhaps
in day to day common sense
Hoping that you learn
previous happy occurrences
are rare in memory moments
and leaves are quick to turn
Monday, November 9, 2009
In November
In November the skies
have the clearing
and the nights
have the bright stars
but while we are sitting
in silence and conceding
truly what lies
quietly missing
the end of the year
with the world spinning
keeps going forward
without too much time
to remember the motions
that carried you here
to this time like waves
of rustling and twirling
and absolutely learning.
have the clearing
and the nights
have the bright stars
but while we are sitting
in silence and conceding
truly what lies
quietly missing
the end of the year
with the world spinning
keeps going forward
without too much time
to remember the motions
that carried you here
to this time like waves
of rustling and twirling
and absolutely learning.
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