Creation
Creation
invites
expression-
connection-
a place of communion,
an exploration of self.
I like having you near me
just doing your own thing.
You are one
of my favorite beings
in all of
creation.
24 Poems ~ 24 Hours
Creation
invites
expression-
connection-
a place of communion,
an exploration of self.
I like having you near me
just doing your own thing.
You are one
of my favorite beings
in all of
creation.
all of my life I imagined you
and you were unattainable
the end of the rainbow
too grandiose to fathom
I wanted your nighttime cityscape skylines
to wear like a sequined belt
I left everything behind to follow you
you called and I listened
arrived too late and found the Hollywood sign unlit
your glitter turned to grit and ground me up
stretched me to my limits
showed me just how much I could take
without breaking
I can’t wait to get rid of you
your pot of gold was a mirage
the vampire city draining
claiming there’s “opportunity here”
mostly these roads seem to dead end
and I’ve outgrown the sirens
I am not depressed
Nor am I starved for attention
Maybe a bit for affection
But it is not the worst
I’m starting to wonder though
Will I never find a partner?
Painting rainbows
Will you receive me
under your umbrella
so that I do not get soaked?
It’s easier and pleasant
to face together this rain!
And maybe we’ll share ideas,
kisses and memories under
your generous umbrella!
Afterwards our heart
will paint rainbows.
Now I am victim by the words man say
there is a price on my head
Now I am wanted
YAH won’t let the evil catch I
I am anointed
covered by his blood
I won’t get weary along the way
I will overcome
Wanted for doing good
Wanted for living clean
Wanted for speaking about YAH
I things will be better
He hold the candle lit
Golden yellow
Miracles he brings to us
Not a day goes by
To see of his works done
How great is his art
Loving it all as it is his hands to make the difference in life to cheer us on
Yeah, the miracle of him in and to us
Desperately
Sunshine yellow, bright smiles
Under the warmth of the perfect blue sky
Never a dull day, never black or grey
She was a pocket full of happiness
Humming to herself, a skip in her step
If you saw her, you would smile too
No chance you would ever see her frown
Ever bright, with a beautiful smile; Sunshine
Hope, merely stardust.
The moon slivered cheese as I dream of sleep and removing my shoes.
Silhouettes of trees
backlight by the suns return.
How often we forget
that the sun is static,
constant.
It is we who move away from
and back towards its warmth.
chasing lost goals
into the cool darkness of night.
disregarding the lies we know as truth.
Hope, merely stardust.
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Tell me once again
sweet lies of forgetfulness
as i search for me
stardust beaming like new hope
old pains kindling my rebirth
revelations after dark
Teslas numbers whispering
Hope, merely stardust.
So many lanes to walk down, so
few steps left to take.
Far too many land mines down there so turn around
lest your frame should break.
On the left hand side, you have the old jungle gym
On the right, the dilapidated alma mater.
So many indelible memories run through the heart of this town
Like a river full of water .
From the carnival rides
to the runs through to the woods
from the epic water slides
to uncovering all the goods.
We never knew just how good we had it
until it all came crashing down.
But looking back on it all,
we owned that town.
What the future holds
is anyone’s guess
But we sure are looking forward to
that big beautiful mess.