Thunderous roar
Lightening crash
Moment had finally begun
Inner madness
Screaming out
Rage set to thine foe
Callus in the hand of toil
Wrinkle in thy brow
Understanding mud as earth
Pounding under foot.
Tag: wrinkle
Gray Hairs (day 2449)
I want the gray hairs
Prepared for wrinkles
I want for to smile
And nobody cares
Loving all night long
I’d slowly waltz upon
To old rock and roll songs
Singing along to every line
Heart leaking like gold
As Neil Young’s lonely piano
Became my smiling notes
Of these passionate hairs
Nebulous (day 2445)
Nebulous
End you must
Blackened in the sky
Wrinkle upon
Stained song
Left a question why
Answer’d mist
Wrinkles (day 2243)
I patch your memories
With worn hands of leather;
Ancient wrinkles as a wind,
Smile from deep within.
Left hand to caress
Jaw line of your chin.
How lucky for the sun
To be stuck in orbit
With the moon,
How lucky for my star to be
Same sky as your moon.
Angel laying on warm sands
Of an Eastern sunrise
Morning gaze my heart away.
Patchwork of a life to be –
Fresh forever in the sea;
Love’s embrace and my wrinkles
Smile from deep within.
Sweater I Used to Love (day 1953)
There are sweaters I used to love
Around every worn corner I bump,
Loose photographs falling out of
Grandma’s old favorite books
That wrinkle in my hands
Which don’t look the same
They used to look to me
When I stare back at light blue eyes
From behind sweaters I used to love
And a red geranium in my hand.
Early Evening Nap (day 1225)
Wrinkled covers
Darkened room
Stretching cobwebs
Crawl (day 822)
Crawl without the lines
That pull you to me
Crawl without the whispers
Drawing your innocence out
Let the foundation wrinkle
Let the answers avoid
Flipped pages
Choose your own adventure
Lust filled back pages
Scribbled notes
And locked treasure chests