We crossed the grass
And turned off the lights
We stole the liquor
And remembered our last dance
We held hands
And shook in the cold air
We remembered the cause
And left more to our imaginations
Month: July 2011
Twisted Regrowth (day 60)
Callused hands retire the nails
Deep within the stones
Breaking bricks with mortar encrusted
Lifeless disdain
Truth! Let it last forever
Let if flow from the origins
Through the fields of glassy cotton
Past the trees, grandeur in size
Given time the growth shall rupture
the pin pricked stones
Covering all ground with divine grace
Seeping sin like blood transfusions
Alas the truth it envisions
A new look, upon the dry bones
Capturing every bit of dead skin
The growth shall offer: forever bliss
A Perfect Sin (day 59)
Today has been a day of love
A day of passing and of ever lasting
Today has been a day to record
All I’ve thought of, all that’s passed
I’ve been to the moon,
And I’ve sailed right back
I’ve followed a star
As it raced through the sky
Today I lost a little letter
That read like vanilla upon smooth silk
It fell between the whispered promises
That left a stain on glittered premises
I’ve held onto sympathetic angels
But like grasping at air
I’ve witnessed them crashing
As I’ve called out their names
Today I threaded with the devil’s needle
It felt like I sinned
Today I couldn’t help smiling
I’ve lived a little, and boy it sure feels good.
A New Idea (day 58)
Growth
With science fiction
Completes my heart
With Gothic precision
Eloped Transition (day 57)
The rush of tides follow my lines
Follow my gaze forward in time
The grand vision of eloped transition
Carries me forward without delay
Holding up my socks; I’ll be ok
I trust her, I believe in her
I’ll be ok, if I could only trust myself
The Battle (day 56)
At the onslaught
The rain poured down heavily
Drenching the crew
And the mad men they steered towards
But the laughter was there
The spirits were up
Not to be deterred
The crew pushed on
Move (day 55)
A new life
Beckoning for growth
Calls from within
The tunnels of freedom
Reaching at
Every last window
Clammy hands
Nervous with pride
Safety First (day 54)
Slimy surfaces slide
Smoothly along the gravity
Inclined gradients
Wheels help
But speed kills
Mind your buckets
Safety first
Crazy With Company (day 53)
Alone at last
It’s been to long
I’ve waited all these years
I found your shoes
Under the bed
One lace a little long
Could you please pass
Over to me
The last half grilled cheese please
If it weren’t loud
And stuffy here
We’d spin records and dance
But for now, dear
We will make due
With stilettos and pie!
Animals and Doors (day 52)
If it wasn’t for
The little doors
Crisscrossing the floor
I’d have an easier time
Remembering which
Animal to mount
Upon the wall
To show my appreciation
For all the space
I’ve been given
In anticipation
Of this very hard decision
As to which door
Upon the floor
I should pull for
To make my way
Into the day