what if.
January 6, 2014 § Leave a comment
if i were to sail across the earth
a sunrise and sunset away from you
and we both looked at different sides of the moon
and never felt the same wind
make goosebumps on our skin
what if we couldn’t sigh together
as we stared at beautiful things
in your backyard, and what if
we couldn’t touch fingertips
even for a moment
or taste the salty sweet skin
of the other, would we still remember?
I would still remember.
the poem daily
January 1, 2014 § Leave a comment
if I were to write a poem everyday
i’m not sure i’d have enough to say.
would i write of my daily worries and whims
the boring stuff, or of fears and sins?
would i express feeling of joy and loss,
or would i pen about my morning floss?
could i possibly capture my daily life
if i wrote a poem a day –despite the strife.
i often think it would be a good plan
to write and write in simple short-hand
about what i’m thinking every day
maybe look back and see what i had to say.
it seems a good way to recall the mundane
but also capture the glorious gains.
all happy and excellent days that pass
it would be nice to look back on them, make them last
so i think i’ll do this starting now-
my first poem of many, i steadfastly vow.
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