each other
July 8, 2014 § 2 Comments
like a single raindrop
in a storm,
we fall quickly
in an unwavering path
rushing
toward what seems to be
the easiest ending
we blindly streak
through skies
and let gravity’s pull
control our speed
often forgetting
we’re one in a storm
of a million
all crashing and racing
toward the surface below
and never fully grasping
that when we reach
the hardened ground
we’ll need
a thousand others
to break our fall.
and a thousand others
will need us
to break theirs.
facade
July 2, 2014 § 1 Comment
anyone can talk about beautiful things
puffy white clouds and shiny jeweled rings
good hair days and your five year plan
how far you and your dog just ran
but it takes a certain kind of guts
to tell the whole world that your day sucks
what if truth was shared on Instagram
about how you baked those brownies without the Pam
and how you spent your paycheck way too fast
and worry about things that are long past
how you fear you’ll fail when you let others in
how you still regret turning down that boy with the grin
but what if into the wind self-consciousness was tossed
and we all talked freely about fear and loss
what if we shared real moments while forgoing a guise
and looked each other right in the eyes
a world without the pretense and the shiny veneer
would this reality intrude on how life should appear?
or would it provide something else completely freeing,
the beauty of truly connecting with another human being
reach
July 2, 2014 § 1 Comment
my hope is that I’ll find
something spinning, always
a twirling journey
never ceasing
falling like a leaf
but upward
catching wind beneath
invisible wings
and lifting it higher
than outstretched hands
can reach
the foundation of belief
June 2, 2014 § Leave a comment
doubt lingers
forever in the caverns
of minds,
the corners of outstretched arms,
the tips of tongues,
it rests idly, but never silently
and when it pushes most fiercely
it’s easy to fall prey to its weight
and forget the meaning of all
that surrounds you
it’s doubt that holds a mind captive
and keeps it present,
near the ground
but doubt seeks attention most
when its surroundings
are magnificent, and it’s presence
opens up my eyes
and calls me to push it away
and like a wave of sleep
I will never give in to
it makes me ache to believe.
And I believe,
that much more.
you
May 29, 2014 § 2 Comments
you asked the other night
why I smile so much,
why my eyes remain open
beneath gravity’s touch
and it’s really all because
of wispy clouds in the sky,
and how birds sing out
to their friends passing by
it’s because of my sister
who sings as much as the birds,
it’s the simplicity of letters
turning into words
it’s pressing keys and humming
to a tune unheard before,
it’s a letter from the past
and taking time to explore
it’s the magic that happens
when you’re up at four a.m.,
it’s the winding path we wander
in search of something grand
it’s pie and how the ocean tastes
all the things we’ll never know,
it’s oblivion, it’s wonder
and aimless footprints in the snow
and it has to be the stars
and how they’re never from view,
the way the sun always rises
or perhaps, it’s only you.
verse
May 23, 2014 § 2 Comments
don’t downsize your joy
or diminish your depth
you only see the world
in the way you were meant to
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
the search
May 8, 2014 § 2 Comments
inspiration rests
on roses and mountain tops,
between storied pages and hemispheres,
among rushed crowds and hands held,
it comforts prayerful knees,
and falls in time with pouring rain,
it’s the voice on the other end,
and the stars on my dashboard,
and it rests quietly, profoundly,
always before us,
but always within.
One
May 4, 2014 § 1 Comment
Inhale like it’s your first breath
one you never thought you’d take
because you knew the odds were slim
of living something so fantastically great.
See the stars like they fell into place
at this exact moment and time
painted onto the sky as a sunset gift
perhaps, just for you, they shine.
Believe in the magic lingering from youth
don’t let cynics darken your sun
taste the joy in the simple every day
for by being here, we are the lucky ones.
The Forgotten Prayer
May 2, 2014 § 4 Comments
simple words
enchantments
of thought
& meaning
shared in a past life
thoughts that once spun
now only living on tinted paper
could they change
everything
if a poet brought the world to its knees
with splashes of ink in lovely lines
tears across a blank canvas
would we be free from chains of hate
and kiss liberty
without concern
if we heard those words
would we be unafraid
and let our feet stray from the ground
float away to a nameless paradise
and find within a prayer
something to believe in
would the world let love be
if we listened to the words
splattered on paper
from the minds
of forgotten souls
would we stray from our own phantoms
fear less
live more
for each other
could words change everything
if we only listened.
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