Roots

Whether you desire it or concede it You can’t love it but life needs it I only seek it so I can give Or do I seek it for the life I live I love life, so I must have it to exist My heart…

Comfort zone

i swallowed the longing pushing it so far down i forgot it was there like i had done so many times before i stopped counting until today this time, i started to weep wondering what if i had followed that urge? shattered possibilities twerked in…

Languid

I wrote a song to you today, wondering if you would listen, listen to the brushstrokes as I painted you into a picture, hoping you would see. See all those words I had written.   Each word a rake across this hellish soul. each pen…

That Which I Cannot Speak (aka. everything)

Words simply spoken have never done my feelings justice. My tongue trips over simple sounds that should easily soar from my lips. And when they finally come tumbling out into the open air, They seem flat in comparison to what was my original intention. The…

Hour Two, Unspoken longing

Shy Darting glances and dimpled half smiles lit my face when you were near, and I saw you, saw you when no one else did, your broad shoulders, large hands, the planes and angles of a man just emerging from the soft roundness of a…

2 REQUIEM, MR. MOSQUITO(ES)

Nary a night that you were away Never skip a meet up every night You uninvitedly drop by You even stayed for a looong while. Never get accustomed to your nocturnal presence The shamelessness you shows, your temerity Gave me the nerve to accept the…

Yearnings

How many useless things have these hands done in the time when there was so much more to give so much more this world needed from each curl of a finger every expended energy gone to waste Who cried for this and how was it…

Mundane Endings

Mundane Endings   Simple pleasures, wrap around edges of mundane. Peace, sought amongst the nothing of today. Where to fall, to let it all down, to be.   Farther, the reach cannot extend. Seeking, solace from the dew. It’s not there, keep falling, till it…

Second chances

Fresh like the morning dew Clear and concise uncommonly nice. Motivation in over drive regrets covered in broken promises have no power today. Today my opportunity  to fly is bigger than my fear No longer will my voice fall on deaf ears Today the world…

Hour One

An Invocation     Air, the wind in your hair and breath in your lungs recalls my scent to you, across the miles carries my voice to your ears, Remember   Fire, the sun on your face, the heat of your skin and in your…