Alone I walked into the sea
To bare my naked chest
I stood here staring into darkness
And no voice returned back at me
No cry was heard from my mouth
No quiver upon my lip
For virtue had led me to here
Neither shame nor blame held me
And to this eye I stared right back
No wrong turn had been made
My toil left me up to my neck
My strength helped me breathe.
Month: January 2018
Shared Departed (day 2418)
I shared a look that you did see
Turned it on it’s side
Held it out in clear sunlight
Observed it as it shined
Then in an instant dropped it to
Your other hand to give
Me back the look I dared to share
Unrequited and un-moved.
It took a while, alone I sat
To shake the shock from my back
Realizing what had just passed
What message I had just received;
It was not that I felt no sadness
No, nor that it mattered little to me,
But I had to understand there was
Only one way to respect our nature –
Cosmic ordinance of this universe –
That left my look and yours departed.
Self Doubt Gallows (day 2417)
I held my hand out to the sky
An act of bold courage
Asking for the strength within;
It was to me as clear
As the sky I reached towards
Already upon my breast
Telling me what little I knew
What steps I had begun
More sternly though
What steps I had to go.
So I clenched my fist down
Emancipated at once
From the gallows of self doubt.
Postcard / Gift (day 2416)
I picked up a postcard today
With such delicate, serene beauty
I didn’t want to write on the back;
I didn’t want to scar the surface
Of the unmarked landscape.
I held the postcard in my hand
Flipping it from front to back
Not quite sure how to decide
Which side was for me,
And which side was a gift.
Left (day 2415)
When all that’s left
Let’s dance
Let’s dance
Let’s dance
Among the rest
Laid bare
Laid bare
Laid bare
Took a chance
In the light
In the light
In the light
When all that’s left
Let’s dance
Let’s dance
Let’s dance
River Bed Flow (day 2414)
Let the river bed flow
I want the world to know
You can hear ol’Gray Bird
Doesn’t matter what season
Doesn’t matter what time
I want the world to know
Shouting out loud
In a forest around here
Alive with rounding music
Hardly lonesome while dreaming
By the river bed swimming
I want the world to know
Carry me on, carry me home
River in My Bloodstream (day 2413)
Listen to the raindrops
Finding my way home
A whisper in the darkness
Memory now long gone
Can’t listen to the rhythm
Rabbits in my ears
Folding up our broken stream
Holding out my hands
River in my bloodstream
Paddling my way home
Setting out my darkness
I grew up here again
Swimming out past midstream
Dagger in my plan
Rugged from the north land
Leaving there my heartbeat
One After Two Said Three (day 2412)
The moment I stood up
Lump between my hearts
Said that I could grab
Branch lost in our dark
Continued here again
One after two said three
Traces upon the wall
Lost in an animal
Speeding through the soul
One after two said three
Take my heart again
Don’t leave it for
Lump between my hearts
One after two said three
Life is Lonely (day 2411)
Life is lonely
There’s no getting around this fact;
There’s no bluer sky,
Or cloudless forever horizon;
There’s no cup of coffee
That can satisfy longer than it takes
To sign your name to a bill.
And when you feel you’re getting caught
In a wirlwind of unlonely,
A ghastly calm shall succeed
Like a dance that ended
When your eyes were closed,
Lost in sweet reverie.
Life is lonely
And the birds are really singing to you,
Or they’re not because they do go silent too;
Sun will inevitably say goodnight
Or hide behind a thick backlit veil,
Looking the other way
As the day passes by,
And you wont reach out
Because you are silently alerted
To your own lonliness
And it feels better, for some reason,
To speak without an audible sound
And inevitably pretending
That your next cup of coffee
Will solve all of these reflecting mirrors.
Amidst The Sea (day 2410)
To be a small boat putting by
Through inner harbor’s gait,
Would be like worker bees ashore
Minding to the hive.
And when nighttime should come at last
Finding a dock to rest,
One could only hope to find
Night life to pass the time.
For if my lonely soul could cry,
A sputtering on I would go,
To and fro, back and forth
A small boat amidst the sea.