Monday, November 03, 2014

Babylon

I thought I swore off
any possible nonsense. 
But then you kissed me. 

Wednesday, August 27, 2014

A Crush: Justification

My god, look at him. 
He's sweet, funny, caring, kind,
hard-working and real. 

A Crush: Considering Consideration

But... What if... Maybe... 
I mean... It couldn't hurt... Right?
Just let it happen. 

A Crush: Denying Consideration

Well... Maybe... No! Nada. 
It's not happening. This, no. 
It's not possible. 

A Crush: The Beginning

Oh no. No. No. No.  
Fuckshitfucknohellnofuck. 
Fucking oh hell no. 

Should've Stayed a Secret

I speak the truth and
the truth condemns my heart for
believing in you. 

And We Walked Together

There was a moment.
Two walks of life became one. 
There was a moment.  

Tuesday, July 22, 2014

You Were Here

Tonight you were here. 
I scooched over to make space 
for your memory. 

Monday, July 21, 2014

Just a Visit; I'm Coming Home

Her door stayed open
as she read into the past.
She'd never close it.

The Masterpiece Hidden Behind a Puzzle

If I took these words,
some scissors and a glue stick,
what could I create?

Huddled

Like penguins, they stood together, woman and umbrella. She clung to the curve of its handle as she worked her way through the crowd, just trying to make it home, just trying to get away from the world as it caved in on her. It was only from her back porch that she'd stand the umbrella to rest, and embrace the soft tears of the sky with open arms.

Huddled

Together on the floor they huddled. Tears had long dried on their cheeks as they looked at each other, hoping one of the two would remember how they ended up under the kitchen table. All they knew was that they were at last, together again.

Thursday, July 17, 2014

Into the Night

The darkness swallows
the space around me as I 
search for a way home. 
Without my dear Talking Stick
I crawl farther from the light. 

The Talking Stick

No longer it sits,
on the mantle, in my mind.
Its perch grows weary
as the nothingness moves in. 
Stolen by thoughts, now train bound. 

Knowing the Unknown

Brave are the living,
facing their every trouble
with the rising sun.

That's Enough

Too often, for naught,
we try to console with words. 
Let presence save speech.

Wednesday, July 16, 2014

Tuesday, July 08, 2014

Drowning to be Complete

She soaks up the world
like a sponge desperate to be
rid of all its holes. 

From "a Story of Home"

Her sudden silence
appeared as a slight pause in
the conversation.
The phone masked her surprise as
she fought back a storm of tears.

Monday, July 07, 2014

In the Ear of the Universe

Can you hear that sound?
It is the world, all abuzz. 
One giant, tiny gnat.  

Home Sick

A band-aide, ripped off. 
A stubbed toe, hit once again. 
A heart, still aching. 

Thursday, July 03, 2014

Tuesday, July 01, 2014

In the Name of Love

That weight on your chest
is a prison made by you. 
'Twas laid brick by brick,
an attempt of self defense,
but there's a spoon dug tunnel. 

Monday, June 30, 2014

No.

"So tell me about 
school, friends, any love interests?
How 'bout the future?"

The World She'd Rather Live In

She clings to her book,
holding it close to her chest.
She won't admit it,
but the tales of love, friendship, 
adventure, it's all she's got. 

So I Ran

You started asking
questions and you listened
for every answer. 

Friday, June 13, 2014

The Short Answer

Why am I single?
Oh, you know, "all the good ones
are taken or gay".

Feelings

...How can this be so?...
... I barely even know you...
...But still, there's something...
...Ugh... I don't know what it is!...
...Are you real... or an idea?

Wednesday, June 11, 2014

Tuesday, June 10, 2014

Keeping the Beat (5-7-5)

There are times when I
can't help but convey my thoughts
to this beating drum. 

The Light from Within

The dark crept forward,
with all its tribluations. 
It overcame her, 
from all sides, without warning,
yet it could not conquer her. 



Sunday, June 08, 2014

In the Library's Silence

The computers hum.
The books crack as they're opened.
Sometimes the phone rings.
The doors screech "HELLO!" "GOODBYE!".
On occasion people sneeze.

A Gallon Glass Bottle, Shattered

When does it become
okay to cry over some
spilled milk on the floor?

Thursday, June 05, 2014

Monday, June 02, 2014

Staying True

All she wants is to
be able to tell herself 
that no matter what,
she's someone worth fighting for;
she doesn't have to settle. 

Friday, May 30, 2014

Thursday, May 29, 2014

A Letter About My Tattoos

To those who are concerned,

It's A Good Day for Reality Check

Last night, I decided to go away for awhile. To focus on the life I have in front of me, not the one I lived so frequently through Social Media. I could have just disappeared, but instead I decided to write a little simething as a precursor to all the writing that's bound to come this summer. I concluded with a song by Ron Pope, one I had discovered a few hours after making my decision. 

The final goodbye was as such:

Cheers with My Best Friend

Here's to the music
ringing in our ears and to 
all the memories
that will last us through the years. 
Here's to infinite friendship. 

Wednesday, May 28, 2014

You Were My Safety Net

I think of that night..
So What, if I wanted to
hold your hand with mine?
To lace my fingers with yours?
I still had to let you go.  

Thursday, May 22, 2014

Monday, May 19, 2014

Sunday, May 18, 2014

Wednesday, May 14, 2014

Swirling

The helicopters
sound like rain drops crashing down
to the cold, hard ground.

Sunday, May 11, 2014

Guard

At night she inspects,
walking around all the walls
that should never fall.
She looks deep within her mind
and patches up the rubble.

Saturday, May 03, 2014

Here's to the Lonesome

She's a lonely gal,
and you're a lonely fella. 
An introduction
is all you two need to start
being lonely togetha. 

Friday, May 02, 2014

Wednesday, April 30, 2014

Within You

The too-honest words
escaping from my lips need
to find a safe-place. 

The Struggle

There are times when words
fit themselves together well.
This is such a night.
Too bad I can't write essays
or takes tests in this manner.

No Destination

The night found my dreams
wandering through its darkness. 
No expectations. 

A Poignant Presence

I walked away with
part of you keeping me warm. 
I wrapped my arms tight
around myself so I could
imagine you here with me. 

And To Each Other

This late in darkness,
time does not exist. Instead, 
we cling to the now. 

Thursday, April 24, 2014

Tuesday, April 22, 2014

Like a Compass

My heart yearns to go
north, finding a place that is
indescribable.

Never a Last Word

My life is always
changing without a chance for
me to say goodbye. 

Suppressed Scents

The smell of nature
will never hold my feelings
captive to mem'ries. 

Safe Place

Some find solitude 
a sorrowful place to be,
but there she's secure.  

Who Am I?

Sometimes I forget
just how to really be me.
Time's slipping away.

Busy Bee

When our ambitions
take a lifetime to complete,
how can we compare?

Take Note from The Messenger

There comes a time when
even the script on the wall 
needs a place to hide. 

Pillows

If I close my eyes
I can pretend you're still here,
lying next to me. 

Monday, April 14, 2014

Friday, April 11, 2014

Thursday, April 10, 2014

Interpretation

If every answer
was found through one's horoscope,
we wouldn't know life. 

Monday, April 07, 2014

Sunday, April 06, 2014

We All Know 'X' Marks the Spot

The "'X' marks the spot"
is what the pirates always
say when they're desperate.
Why didn't those with treasure,
hide with a different letter?

Love and Cheers To You

Here's to the people,
those who I see everyday
and ask how I am.

The Importance of a Grape

Shriveled in the sun;
the lack of life is no good.
Yet its new born juice,
ripened to perfection, is
its greatest contribution.

Is It Real?

What happens when your
wishful thinking turns into
my reality? 

To Feel At Home

There's still that feeling
of being on the outside.
Like I don't belong.
I don't have roots anywhere,
so what do I have to do?

Relying On Memory

If I had a pen,
I would be writing haiku
all over my skin.

Live Like the Moon

To live like the moon,
is to live outside one's self.
Controlled while still free.

Seriously, Thank You.

Now, I don't know you,
but somehow you're reading this.
Thank you, and sweet dreams.

Answer: Eventually

When others need help,
I've always been there for them.
Will the tables turn?

Two Simple Truths

The moon is above,
the grass is simply below.
Is this all we know?

The Broom of Living

There was life here once.
Now everywhere you look, dust.
The breeze is a broom.

Thursday, January 23, 2014

An Ode for Brandon

I can't stand this class. 
You all talk way too damn much,
just let me go home. 

Monday, January 20, 2014

Just Listen

The best memories
are when you close your eyes and
music takes you back.  

It Never Ends

I believe in sound. 
The way life's song surrounds me,
even in silence. 

Saturday, January 18, 2014

To Feel Safe

She yearns for comfort
from someone who truly cares. 
She wants to be held. 

Regret?

Late nights filled with thoughts
of moments she let slip by. 
Weep for lost chances. 

Thursday, January 16, 2014

The Crowd's Song

An unrehearsed act, 
the chorus rose from silence.  
This is the crowd's song. 
Shouting, laughter, gasps, and sighs
make themselves known by volume. 

Friday, January 10, 2014

But Can I Count On You?

After all these years,
I'm learning to love myself...
I hold my own hand. 
Fingers locked in a death grip,
I know I can count on me. 

So you want my hand
to lace your fingers with mine. 
Can you convince me?
Make me believe you're worth it?
I know I can count on me. 

Wednesday, January 08, 2014