What chance have you brought
Layers of uncertainty
Clouded over in the night sky.
Destiny has never faded
With stars so distracted,
For it’s written on every page
– Dusty letters forbidden –
So you cried until forgiven
Then walked away inside
Just like the night in every sky
Lost in a shooting star
Month: December 2018
Upon My Stay (day 2752)
It excites me
To work each day
Hard upon my stay
A ration here
A ration there
All good things in time
For the field
A root or two
A cleft of grass, too
And patiently
From such small stock
Watch a seedling
Grow to tall
Whereby in time
A harvest comes
All beneath the sun.
Dark You Dark (day 2751)
I wrote a poem for you
That felt like a lifetime
It wove its way through dark corners
Of suspicious bars
That looked sideways
And smelt like
The sticky lacquer
Melting off the wooden bar table.
It isn’t enough that you’re here
Vibrating like a toy sized dog
Stuck on repeat
In a cassette tape deck
That likes to eat tapes,
I want more
I want the underside of the table
That’s a garbage can
You don’t look into,
I want the sole
Of a soleless shoe,
I want the rattle in my pocket
From change at our corner store
For your mind is the darkness
I’ll stand in the dark for.
Alpine (day 2750)
Time is measured in footsteps
Thinking in loops
That’s led me to the end
Of a steep mountain trail
Where flowers are different
And trees are named
With a predicate: Alpine.
Down (day 2749)
I dove down
Into the garden of Eden
For I wore no skin
To hide my sin
I was no alien
To the depths within
For I had dined here before
I have drunk the wine
And sat up
Late at night
Surrounded by pillows
And dim lights
To enjoy each delight
My faintest inclination
Could bring.
My Black Diary (day 2748)
Your sadness is my message
For I have lost this control.
My diary has spilled black
Upon every written row.
Demon arise!
Demon show yourself!
You are yet a mystery
Each time it implodes,
And your matinee
Has left my evenings dry,
Lost into depths
Of a fire now spent;
Abyss uncharted.
Blur (day 2747)
Don’t thank me anymore
I didn’t write
And all guest appearances
Have been and gone
A lost ark
A broken pencil
A spent dollar
On an unfulfilling crimson
Shaded by the blur
I drove away
What Makes You Relate? (day 2746)
What makes you relate?
Long standing waiting lines
Clogged with consumers
Looking for sweet redemption
Sold in packaging
Undeniably destroying
Their very fortune.
What makes you relate?
Big superhighways
Circumnavigating
Exhausting into thinning air
Precious cargo.
What makes you relate?
Hand picked produce
With an extra shine
Lacking all imperfections
Of the natural world.
What makes you relate?
Running yet controlled
Exasperated for thy hurry
Speeding in urgency
Crushing in ignorance.
What makes you relate?
Stuck with every freedom
Mentally destroyed
Perceived choice
Lack of ambition
Blaming circumstance
Crippled by fear.
Our Own (day 2745)
Like it was the day I whispered
Into your very brown eyes
I could not remain any more
Without your sweetest heart
That held a fire so tenderly
Rushing in a moment of
What made the world our own.
Zen (day 2744)
Could you allot the memory
I needed to be heard
A spot so deeply tossed upon
Your face in front of me.
I wore your smile
For ten thousand days
That floated me so high
Then I came unto a spot
Your memory remained.
Here I reached into my heart
I took out ten thousand bones
That piled into a pyramid
Which I crawled deep inside.
Inside here I burnt a fire
Three sticks I had been carrying
Once again I ran into
The vision of your lair.
You spoke in a way, so familiar
Comforting me a great deal
Until at last, hand in hand
We emerged from the pyramid.
Clear blue skies greeted us
We saw a wild expanse
We turned towards each other then
Forever knowing our zen.