Each one
My ancestors words
Trying
Dying in the middle
Of my consternation
Accessing only
My little breaths
Taken
From unwritten history pages;
A pen
So delicate
Little fragments
Are lost
As each letter forms.
Tag: page
Beautiful Lines
Beautiful lines
Caress my pages –
Align my moments
With mysterious sages,
Which leaves me sitting
Amidst my cages
Wondering devilishly
Where art thy key?
Collected Page (day 3220)
My page is not full
The lateral movement
Convulsing into jagged lurches
As inspiration
Tangles its heavy hand
On each seam it finds to bend.
So this wind will blow
Until fresh songs
Dance around tempting,
Gravity and reason
Forcing their hearts
Into a dance
That my mind will swing
And remember
A collection can be so empty.
Window Eyes (day 2969)
Windows wash away the pain
And the Dust settles
And my Gods lay their hands
Onto my sunken shoulders
And say: “My son, my son.”
And like the letters
That fade away
At the end of bent pages,
These eyes begin to close
And this chapter finds its end.
I Want to Feel You (day 2952)
I want to feel you
Until the lonesome bubbles
Fade away from my open eyes,
Huddled in the darkness;
Wooden chair holding
My scissors and notebook.
I want to feel you
So the open pages
I haven’t found to mark
Stay to the light
Forever low
Outside your door;
Knocking my heart
Ceases, overwhelmed by thunder.
Path (day 2874)
I didn’t open up the pages
To find you dying alone here
I woke my warrior
In day steps, dreamily
Dancing to a beat
Of ten thousand drums
Upon my back and shoulders
Remind me of my ancestors
Who never had a chance
Reminding me of my heritage
That grew up too quick
Reminding me that I am a warrior
No matter which path I tread upon
For it is not the footsteps
That lead a path away
It is a heart that leads the footsteps
Upon a path so virtuous
Making freedom a deeper thing
Truth of unimaginable expanse
And I am there, animated
A page I forever open
To step my beating heart
This path I know is mine.
Sidenotes (day 2855)
I wish I wrote sidenotes
In pages of books I’ve read
The dusty ones
I tried to identify smells in.
Messy sidenotes,
Illegible
Upside down
Sideways
Grammatically incorrect
Timeless.
Meanings they’d project
To change an entire trajectory
Of the book being read;
A side thought
To my sidenote.
Clever, but not obtuse.
Maybe a little obscene.
Handwritten (day 2838)
I want to lay away your story
Into my eloquent pages so designed.
For I am in no time missing
Each sentence you’ve so led amiss,
No grammatical trickery
To bequeath this budding rose
– Thorny and apical –
In transcendence I have only dreamed.
There, so I shall then pass
And accompany you upon this waltz
Through tapestry written
Upon each lazy leaflet
Dangling it’s feelings
Upon these even walking grounds
Handwritten for our love.
Desire (day 2774)
I desire to see more into you
Like a kaleidoscope on ecstasy
And the lips of an Angel by your name
Licking at my sun heart and strength.
I desire to find more of you
In spaces I can only explore with you
Like a shared decision on a busy road
Where hands are squeezed tighter
And memories imprinted in wind hearts.
I desire to become complete
Beyond what each book shares in detail,
For my typeset runs deeper and clearer
Than a dusty page could ever turn
And your bookmark keeps pages
In a fold you’ve yourself carved out.
Uncertain (day 2753)
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