Sunday, June 23, 2024

Tides

In all the sands susurrating beneath my feet
In all the hissing shore
Shall we find where thought begins
Shall we be left wanting more
With all of life left to go
And all that’s come before

Out amidst the crashing waves
Out in the undertow
Can we keep our footing
Find a way to not let go
Without emptying of air
Or all we used to know

In another lifetime lost to chance
In the sun’s unyielding glare
Will we build up palaces
Made up of dreams and air
With all the land and all the sea
And perpetual scrupulous care

Out with the tide for a moment
Out of place and memory
May we release our trepidation 
Succumb to the rolling sea
Without pining for anything more
Or less than reality 

Sunday, June 2, 2024

Night Air

In the darkness, half asleep 
How my thoughts do stray 
Passed memories and fantasies 
Through all the things that weigh 

Brush them aside with just a breath -
Scatter them beneath my bed
To sink into the carpet
And right out of my head 

I'll fill back up with night air
And the softness on my skin
The twinkling of stars 
And the world's unending spin 

Filling with every breath -
Every exhale filling you
We'll empty out of daylight
Keeping only what is true

In the morning, half awake
How the world does sway
I'll gather all of my thoughts
And fill once more with day 

Wednesday, May 15, 2024

Seeds

In time, what will matter -
With time, what has changed
Instances just scatter
Long hours all estranged 
Left gathering all that isn’t here
Like the hair behind my ear -
One more year to tuck away
Vigilantly, though I know
Each hour will always show
Years compile in every day

One more time, let us find what matters -
Undertake impossible tasks
Life is full of all that shatters
Indeed, both hearts and masks
Kept putting them back together
Evading such stormy weather 
Try to unlearn all these things -
How to live just to appease 
Eat your heart out, drink the breeze
Pull and cut these worn out strings

All this time, this is what mattered -
Scattering seeds to watch them grow
Softly repairing all that’s tattered 
I’ll stop to watch the sky glow 
Not to fret over time we waste
Gazing at things we never faced
Time continues either way -
I'll gather it here around me
Marching on to twenty-three
Eternity compiling every day

Sunday, April 28, 2024

Gray

It's all an endless gray
That much I finally understand
All the emotions swelled and roared 
And then spilled out of my hand

With overwhelming pressure 
It crashed down around me
And with the smallest of drops -
So small they couldn't see

In the end it all runs dry
Voices flowing til they're hoarse 
In the past it's been replenished 
But we've bled the very source 

Now there's nothing left
And nothing left to say
All the color drained from the world
And turned to endless gray

Sunday, April 7, 2024

Clarity

In this hollow feeling we find
Wondering and lost
Instances of clarity 
Let us ask - has it been worth the cost?

Linger here a moment
Bring it all to a staggering halt
Adjust all of the lenses 
Swear once more - we're all equally at fault

Kill all of the doubts
In cold blood, watch them bleed
No courage left to face them 
Still insisting - this is what we need

Undone as we are
New and old mingling in our mind
Letting the scars overlap 
In the end - what do we find?

Growth stunted, for the sunlight is tainted -
How we wish it weren't this way
The bitterness sunk in deep  
And corrupted every golden ray

Now it's turned this blood red color
Dashes of yellow all but gone
Still each night we stand shivering
Holding out hope until the dawn

In the tainted light of day
Verily mourning what we've lost
Etching these scars deeper 
Realize - it's never been worth the cost