(2014)
All the spaces between. All the things left unsaid. They are like the air packed into a vanilla milkshake
One more meeting Just one more Rendezvous And the courage To speak up
When I got over the hill the girls hooted and I skated down the fun side of the arched bridge over the river. Carving hard
Who am I now? I’m not the man I was before You’ve changed something Done something big You’ve opened up a door
Here comes the rain To wash away All the things the could have been Here comes the rain ( again) A cleansing flood
Too long trapped Hopeless and caged Owned and enraged I saw a way out Extinguished my apathy
I’ve lost it again The words were just there Right on the tip Of my mind Now they’ve descended
I don’t know if you read these things But if you do I’ll take your silence as a
What are you selling Everybody is That thing that you have That’s icing and fizz Every encounter
A powerful master Frequently cloaked Obscured by half truths Demands masked as duty Though there is nothing lovely in…
For an instant I touched it Greatness was upon me I wonder Do you know it?
2015-01-21-21-07-36_poetryx Wondering Wandering Quagmire My own creation
In the street. Pensive glares pregnant with meaning. Imagined Memories. Greetings between Former lovers wrenched
Take care In how you engage the battle of who can care less. though it may
You are a pain I can’t put out of… You are an ache I can’t cease to… The momentary joy worth limitless… Knowing the pain that was before m… I chose to embrace that momentary…