(2014)
#CareLove #Wish
Autumn sneaks in preceding dormancy Leaves take on new beauty with nothing left in them but a fa… Individually insignificant
I grew up in a house built in 1937 long before codes and regulations and sometimes
Everyday brings a new death in three words give or take Some days I drown
I see words screaming for attention etched in the lines of your face Let me look closer
I write sharp words with a sharper knife on page after page of what might as well be the skin of my back
I feel empty unceasingly until you come along and fill my heart to bursting
If nature were so flattered by poems written with itself in mind as people are we would be moving mountains
I know that you were there in my dreams and in my arms Every dream we
I have whispered your name into the air so many times it has become the breeze that blows
I’ll keep searching for the meaning of life and I hope I find it as crumpled paper nearish a trash can
I say hello and you say nothing You may hear me you may even think of a response
I would write a sweet poem and title it with your name if I loved you at all
Everyday I visit the only writers block I know to hone my words and wit and help them cut deeper into the skin
I see poems that need to be written scrawled in the shape of your smile and the lines of your face
You were the wind beneath my wings but I was Icarus so all I did
