(2013)
#Poetry #WitWriting
I was like a rain cloud over a small garden and dammit if you weren’t that garden so full of flowers that I fell in love
Everyone sees god in a different light but I was born without eyes
If nature were so flattered by poems written with itself in mind as people are we would be moving mountains
Autumn sneaks in preceding dormancy Leaves take on new beauty with nothing left in them but a fa… Individually insignificant
I spend my nights wishing on every star in the sky that you are alive and well
I don’t remember any anesthesia after talking with you but I woke up stitched back
Hope in another form but no fewer letters and I’ve been hoping for these past eight years so I’ll just keep on
I would write a sweet poem and title it with your name if I loved you at all
All that I know how to do is write about death without dying and write about life
There is poetry in nature better left to be spoken wordlessly by the breeze
The hands of this watch haven’t moved since the last time you did and I’m not sure if I’m ready to hear the ticking
I awoke in the dark next to you and more alone than ever I was amazed to hear your heart beating from
I see words screaming for attention etched in the lines of your face Let me look closer
I awoke from a deep sleep and knew the reason was to write I love you
You asked what I knew about you and I thought up a list of twenty things