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December 21, 2018

burnt out, time to walk the dog.
all needs before my own.
round the clock, never stoP.

there's construction on my path, though i take it everyday;
nothing detRimental, just changes to be made.

rain drains the sky, slips down the bridgE of my nose;
i look up and laugh...

December 11, 2018

I fall in love with moments.

Moments between the hours that define our reality.

I fall in love with time that does not exist,

with joy, that hasn't been felt,

with the feeling of weight that hasn't yet been lifted.

I fall in love with people,

both their fragility and their...

October 26, 2018

When I said I understood,
perhaps I meant my questions
felt roundabout. 

When I said goodbye, perhaps I
hoped you'd stop me 
on my way out. 

When we kissed, and the taste 
stained my mouth;
perhaps along with the feelings,
I washed it out.

Now I stare, tracing line...

October 23, 2018

By chance we met, with luck it was, I know
how hard it was for us, to feel a love 
without fear of it's departure. Above
us God unveiled his say, and lead us though 
our gaze was jade; we tip, we toe, we grow,
despite the urge to think we know, that of
which is mysti...

October 8, 2018

Taken by your Eyes- their smile, innocent;
loving, yet guarded. How you’re disarmed by
my gaze returned. Like children unscorned, tied 
unabashedly to dreams of love, ardent.
Each caress feels like our souls fervently
gasping for breath, as we learn how to fly-
our hin...

September 21, 2018

This poem is a little more political than the others I have written and shared here. This one is called Broken Walls. 

The room we share has been defiled and maimed 
our walls are blanched, the ceiling gave in way 
of freedoms promised; actions now betrayed- 
to those w...

September 7, 2018

The flower took it’s form in shape of you.
Though petals take their time to fully bloom.
The roots are firm but stretch to grow in lieu
of nutrients buried too deeply to consume.

It’s said that sun can turn a flower’s head;
the light is grand, as shadows fall to rest...

August 31, 2018

Stability cries through wandering eyes,

The pain that I know, resurfacing though

I’ve taken the steps; oh, the tears I’ve wept

to ascend from weight, at last a clear slate!

.. But let’s not tempt fate, life seems to rotate
through ebbs and flows, yes; levity distress.

August 10, 2018

Oh, how we near arrival, shore in arms grasp

Lost at sea so many years, wondering when

our hearts would bring us back. I haven’t all

the answers, in the enigma of the land,

what can we expect, when water meets the sand?

Though in it’s grounding nature, a veiled hope

may eme...

August 3, 2018

The sun dipped below the atmosphere, it’s

Left hanging in the Sky. My mouth, absent

Of fragile words. Forgiveness nor remorse.

My mind vacant of thought, descanted then

forgot. What more could we want? Passive love

without passion, unsought; the heavy heart yearns not.


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