Struggling to stay awake
Struggling to keep focused
Struggling to stop remembering
Struggling to ignore nostalgia
Struggling to hold peace
Struggling to find motivation
Struggling to sit still
Struggling to create time
Struggling to be zen
Struggling to grasp topics
Struggling to be friendly
Struggling to breathe air
Struggling to stay cool
Struggling to avoid fears
Struggling to still believe
Struggling to remain alive
Struggling to show thanks
Struggling to initiate contact
Struggling to not resent
Struggling to think kindly
Struggling to eliminate indulgence
Struggling to always cry
Struggling to move body
Struggling to have fun
Struggling to harbor hope
Struggling to kiss you
Category: inward
Running (day 73)
Stumbling at first I run against the grain
Slowly tracking down the right person to blame
But alas, as it turns out
I am the only one in this cornerless room
The Cure (day 71)
Mending excites me
New life fills me
Voices hear me
Wind warms me
Laughter returns to me
Smiles radiate from me
Hope grabs at me
Fever leaves within me
Love reaches me
Hands touch me
And all of this
Works to cure me
Time (day 64)
Sun, ever alluding
Peeks its shining head out
From behind the yonder clouds
While the wind
High above in rigor glory
Blows it’s destruction
Shade brings sun brings shade
Brings leaves
Time brings dusk
Time brings dawn
Loosen your grip
Just let it slip
A Poet Does Wander (day 37)
Confused wouldn’t explain anything
It would just deepen the roots of distaste
Idling in the same spot
Ingesting the poisonous fumes
Like birds that fly dizzily
Into oncoming traffic; stuck
Swishing from side to side in an unbalanced act
Turned around by the speeding vortex
With time the falling leaf
Stuck in the same surrender, lands
And all around, like a mothers hug
Settling exists within
Exorcism (day 34)
It’s a crippling numbness
Settling me into my spot as I sit here and wait
Hoping for something but not receiving
Why do I wait like it’s a choice I can will:
The existence is truth, if I think hard enough
Yet I lose all motivation
As if calling the setting sun out while loosing daylight
Flushed, to worried to move, to pressured to stay
To meaningful to blow off
To surprised to react
To alone to feel the real impact
To young to exist any other way
Tired (day 32)
Tired this late
When slow songs permeate
Deep into starry nights silent shadows
Pillows and nets
With weighted down blankets
Millions of tiny little hallows
Divine the time
Pick up the books and rhyme
Button up shirts and collar tied bows
Be gone my lad
Fear not the fading fad
Illuminated night a star still glows
Luck (day 22)
With one small jump
A leap of faith
Power held deep
Body; out from within
Grow, vote!
Signals of choice
Aura of voice
Dance in the streets
Aggravate the alchemist
With questions unheard
Inspire the creative
With voices unseen
A solo date
Ballad the masquerade
Carry the team
You. Me. Luck
In Faith We Often Wander (day 9)
As autumn turns white as pearls
I’ve never let you go
As leaves have long since fallen
There’s never been inward fog
As ices water our fields
Birth it neighs with life
Wobbly knees and scared eyes
There’s never been overwhelming rains
As the rains have been scared by gold
Navy blues, purples, and burgundies
Watching the bee lazily wander
No searing burns have ever fazed
As sprouts begin to curl
What was calf is now a cow
Vibrant greens have all turned yellow
Yet still no weathering of my soul
Or Is It? (day 4)
Perhaps this is just a bout;
An uncontrollable, weather related
Matter, which my body will soon
With my comfort in mind
Correct itself of
Leaving me screaming for joy
Like the horrible acting
Of a clean laundry commercial
Or maybe I’m getting a cold..