Starlight

She's so bright.
The light, it's everywhere.
Blinding.
Shadows fall across her.
They cling to her.
Like tar, she can't cut it away.
Stifling.
The light fades.
Cooling.
She chips at it.
Slowly.
She tires.
Hands surround, holding her high.
As long as it takes.
As long as they're needed.
Brilliance returns.
She's so bright.

ocean walker

If I walked on the ocean
I think I would sink
My feet may be surefooted
but my heart's on the brink

With the waves crashing over me
the foam filling my lungs
I lose my footing
I think back on my wrongs

The world swirls blue
greens and shadows surround
I fight with the current
The tow pulling me down

Down and down I go
Not likely to resurface
Struggling with the phantoms
The last of life's embrace...

Why did I walk on the water
What did I hope to prove
I've lost my life, my hope
I'll not see you soon


*was inspired by a phrase someone said today...written in 5 minutes

wear

green shoes
yellow socks
blue jeans
tee shirt

today

backwards

sometimes you know
sometimes you don’t
sometimes they jump you
WHOMP
knock you out
one day you say goodbye
the next day he says it to you

i apologize

Sorry about that last post. I deleted it. It was uncalled for. Sorry.

For those that ask, I get emails pretty frequently, these poems all come from notebooks that I've written in for the last decade. Okay? I can pull out the book, flip to a page and show the date, I can tell what was happening in my life at the moment I wrote the poem.

Once again, I apologize.

This Is My Life

It's not what I thought it would be.
I'm not who I thought I would be.
My love is not who I planned on it being.
But it is my life.

It is real.
It is true.
He is who I need him to be.
It is what I need it to be.

No one else can change it.
No one else can change me.
He has the power.
There is no other I trust.

I thought wrong.
I accept who I am.
I love him.
This is my life.

dark horizons

I sense something.
This is not good.
I feel dark not knowing what this is.
There’s distance, conflict.
This bothers me.

Gom Jabbar

Am I human?
I can think.
I can reason...somewhat.
I can love.
I can hurt.
I can cry.
I can laugh.
Or am I animal?
I can play dead.
I can run...away.
I can sense.
I can smell you.
I can feel no pain.
I can claw.
So then, which is it?
Have I learned from past mistakes?
Not really...Animal.
Free will...Human.
I must still be evolving...