when the rain stops
May 26, 2014 § Leave a comment
neon green
and silent
sans a creek
of water
rushed
renewed
and ground
that gives way
to bare feet
and holds
puddles
from the past
walking
through it
feels like
discovering
something new
that no one
has laid
eyes on
before you
skyward
May 23, 2014 § 3 Comments
I’m not sure if it was the way the clouds floated
carefree and aimless, like they could drift nowhere forever,
or the way the sky welcomed a mural of light,
even in the darkness and through such an impossible distance,
or if it was that gravity always seemed too far away
to ever actually catch me in its pull,
all I know is that once I looked up and saw the sky,
I was never able to look away
Terra Firma
May 16, 2014 § 3 Comments
Hold the earth reverent
in the palm of your hand,
for without its surface
legs could not stand
Bury its darkness
and inevitable plight,
for its surface only gives
without any respite
Such is our great vale
a giver of accord,
of which we never truly realize
til the last of it is poured
Once
May 14, 2014 § Leave a comment
I often wonder
about sand and stars and if
they were once all one.
Float
May 7, 2014 § Leave a comment
I try to freeze time
And place it far away
Suddenly, forcefully
Pause the seconds
Building to years
Bridges, moments
I try to write it all down
Find space for it
On an anchored ship
Battling an ocean
And those perfect moments
That somehow stay afloat
I sometimes worry
Are far too insignificant
To be carried by the waves
For much longer
Sun
May 1, 2014 § Leave a comment
the way life shines
is in the simplicity
of the sun’s daily rising
A Coexistence
April 23, 2014 § Leave a comment
Does it ever strike you
as a sort of strange
and wonderful miracle,
that the number of hours
our world falls to darkness
only lit by distant rocks,
and the number of hours
our bodies fall into slumber
only stirred by dawn’s first light,
are the same? As if the world
and we, are purposefully in sync
with one another,
as if the sun’s light propels
our beating hearts,
while the moon’s glow guides
our most profound dreams.
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