Sometimes it is better off not writing,
Enclosed in a Tear soaked memory;
Our plans were always laid there bare,
Stone ground and visiting from afar.
I wish I could have seen you through,
There is no doubt it could have always been.
This sadness has my collarbone,
For I rest uneasily
When the wind blows like the sea
And you return to my memory.
Month: November 2018
Another Day (day 2740)
This took a whole day
To release what had to be
Though frozen gardens
Held onto secrets
No longer wishing to be
A sadness that groped
Uncertainty, eventually
And a long line
That swapped, dangerously,
Unceremoniously
Uncunningly
Into tomorrow morning.
Leaving (day 2739)
Have you ever had the chance to leave your mind?
Take a running start and leave it down there
Magic in the heart and two more memories.
Makes me wonder where you’ve been gone so long,
Followin’ a path that weaves and lifts
Hollys and ferns and lichen too;
Rhythm and your blue and jubilant see
Fire in the palm of every river in you.
Happy is a guess I never dreamt for me,
I took another train through desert and stream;
Golden hours awaited at the end of a dream,
Though I never dared come again here.
Lonely is a story best served in the dark
That smells of an old wine and gold bound book,
Flipping to a page that never looked so good.
Words don’t make sense, misunderstood,
And a hollow in the voice that spoke to me.
Gibraltar in every step at the foot of the bed;
Carry it again for the weight in my head
Is following a noise at the tip of my tongue,
Carry me alone, so I’ll suffer there instead.
String (day 2738)
I am not art
For I blow with the wind
And my gentle
Abandonment
Excuses me from
Deliberation
And for you
I carry a string
Alone and Fulfilled (day 2737)
Let me lead you here
Astray but utopia
Burgeoning
As Spring to Gaia
This road burns
This road yearns
To make use
Of subtle distractions
Into the soul
Devoted yet interested
Alone and fulfilled
Take (day 2736)
This did not grow up as a chemical
We were legs and arms that took too long
But that’s the end of a string
I didn’t bring nor did I sing
But I stood there like sweet nicotine
With salt between my fingertips
That had a history of danger
So take my hand that’s never left
Joking in my Sunday best
Take me on a pleasure ride
Along the hidden tide of your good time
Take me to the ocean rise
With your breasts and lips so sensitive
Catch me in an open book
That reads like the sweet look
You’ve given to me, carrying me
Roads to anywhere that lead me to harmony
For I’m taken here with you
And I’m resting on a rock
In the middle of my thoughts
With you and a dog that took me along
Have you seen what hides in the field
What grows in between, down on the ground
My tidy shoes and a singing guitar
Take me along.
Twitching in My Heart (day 2735)
There’s a funny bone in my heart
That keeps twitching when I wake
When I’m alone at the start of days
Trying to understand
What took you from my open hands
To the rocks outside my door
And every one I see out there
Says the same thing back to me
A blankness that hadn’t yet been made
Close spirits in the sky
That rumble back and forth aloud
Language I cannot translate
That takes me back to my awake
So silent here I cry.
Weather Calls (day 2734)
For weather calls
My Valentine
Present in a box
Gathering storm
I wished no more
Growing straight and clean.
Lapping up a little mess
Flowing down the bank
Muddy underneath foot
Soaking into earth.
Nights in the Frosty Air (day 2733)
One cat
One dog
One bed
Two legs
Two warm
One cold
Sleep happily
Golden Leaf (day 2732)
The golden leaf
Of your memory
Have touched me once again
Like a spring
Feeding land
Your source has
Become my vein.