Tomorrow’s another day
Broken off and delayed
For a ghost has passed on through,
Spoken for a few.
And memory cannot pursue
What slanders overgrew
Like a lion amidst the chaos
He shall find the torn cloth.
What’s spoken could be mistaken
To proud to pass away
Unseen and unheard
Distance to a blockard
Dastardly and disheveled
To await another day.
Tag: distance
Deeper Distances (day 2886)
Would you remember
What you said
If we rehashed our past?
Would you shutter
Like every night
Awake, alone, cold
And forgotten
Like a tossed rock
Into a icy lake
Deeper than
The distance now.
Tea Leaves (day 2852)
I came here to find you
So I wouldn’t be left alone
By the distance I had been to.
I watched the trees blow,
Long grass learning it’s vibe
And a bee finding it’s way
To another flower safe.
I came here to find you alone
But I didn’t expect to find you,
Since my omens whispered your name
Within tea leaves
I had been learning to read.
Shoreline (day 2706)
There were motions that took me far away
A seaside that had me lost deep in time
For I knew there was an answer I’d yet to hear.
I cried and I cried yet there came not a sound
Once what had driven me to stand so proud
With a lesson I had learnt but had not yet changed my ways for.
Can you give me your truth in Providence
Stars that align, suns that remain,
There could be a vision and my eyes are blurred of everything near.
When was the last time I dimmed lights and sang
Forever seems like such a shallow excuse
Broken down and believing in so much more, I whispered here upon the Northern Shore.
Sing to me Ocean, sing me a song
Play with me every violin I’ve done wrong
Feel for me with your distance, no, I’ve never been here, never been here before.
As my eyes close I hold you up.
As my heart dies so goes my soul.
At my window I see no more, no more.
Along the shore I go, no more, no more.
Your Galaxy (day 2592)
Imagine seeing your stars tonight
Ones so brightly large
Looking at the galaxy
Between your orbit and mine.
I’d have a look so lost in time
Sending shivers down my spine
Wishing for a sunlit day
To float away with you.
Imagine if these changing seasons
Brought each your constellation
Towards the middle of the sky,
Your very heart of night.
I’d gather each looking glass
I had to fix on you
A way to make the distance small
Your galaxy and all.
For Not Latent Desire (day 2471)
I don’t know how to say I love you
Without loving you entirely, Lisa
I pace back and forth in my room
Questioning myself like a mathematician
Struggling out the answer to
A deepened understanding.
Some days it’s ok, I can love you
Without desiring the distance we’ve never had,
The whisper in your ear,
The smile that finds your lips
Too close to mine for latent desire
Stirring within the very breath I take.
So I love you with trembling fingers
Tentatively resisting your jungleness,
I love you though I’m calculating
With a pen I’m expertly etching
A solution to you entirely open
On a boat in the great wide ocean.
My Last Innocent Breath (day 2315)
For this I shall save
My last innocent breath,
A welcoming insight
Of two parts become one.
I shall forget what has never been,
What has torn at me,
What has floated free,
What has carried our distance
Unbeknownst for so long,
I shall not be blinded
By our history.
For this I shall save
My last innocent breath,
A chance of starlight
Emerging upon me.
It is for this that I shall wake
From slumber and deluge
Sprouting of new life
Upon the trunk of ancient ilk
Upon these paths formed
Carrying my thoughts
On towards you.
For this I shall save
My last innocent breath,
A ceremony of mine
Just in time.
Eyes Closed (day 1859)
I’ve been thinking to distance myself from the truth,
A constructed perception feeding off culture
Who knows the same truths.
I’m not there.
I tied my shoes and went for a walk
Along a winding trail and past calling birds.
But I am filling up with distractions
That keep me from my all in,
My wild abandon that no longer fears.
So I will sit still and run off my mind
And let happy dancers play their sweet music
That washes over my eyes closed vision.
Distance (day 1827)
I hate distance
It makes me anxious
And unwilling to move
And at the same point
Lost in translation
For locked inside
My nomadic heart
Beating upon different soil
Fleeting like broken sheets
And immersed
In a distant photograph
Soiled with the essence
Of a soul wandering,
A soul purely exposed
And awaiting.
A Hazy Memory (day 1304)
Whispering as the highway rolled on
Curling around giant pillars
To big to divert.
Azur shades reflected memories
That hazed along waves of transilluminescence.
Small shapes far off in the distance
Brought imagination to present
That click-clocked believable thought.
Dusty blankets draped loosely
Over tall shoulders held proud,
Warm tea wafting around the room.
And an old dusty broom
Leaned lifelessly up against the
Wire mesh make-shift windows.