enough

November 11, 2014 § 2 Comments

there are so many
wishes I need to realize
is there enough time

the words end

July 16, 2014 § 1 Comment

where all of it
is music
is my favorite place to be

Whistle

July 8, 2014 § Leave a comment

When you hear that Canary’s melodic song
and have a sudden urge to sing right along,
do you ever wonder if your whistled reply
is heard by that bird simply flying by?
Does he hear your innocuous far off hum,
and wonder if you’re speaking in some foreign tongue?
Or maybe he simply assumes your distant call
came from a bird with a twangy southern drawl.
But what if your nonchalant whistled song,
was the response he’s been waiting for all along?
What if your call out into the sky above,
was actually a proclamation of true bird love?
That Canary hears your tune and he knows this is real–
this bird may sing off-key, but has so much zeal!
He answers eagerly and without any delay
but you unknowingly just continue to go about your own day.
Completely unaware you’ve just led this bird on,
you keep planting your flowers and mowing your lawn.
And after singing for hours, the bird gives it a rest
and sighs and goes home to his lonely bird nest.
Maybe he’ll move on and find his song once more
and never wonder again about that strange whistle of lore,
but then again, maybe, he’ll keep singing day and night
still searching for that bird who was the love of his life.
So next time you have an urge to sing back a reply
to bond with that innocent bird simply flying by,
consider the repercussions of whistling a song even sweeter
and instead perhaps opt to just buy a bird feeder.

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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.

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

next

June 24, 2014 § Leave a comment

I can’t wait for tomorrow
the next hour, the next second
and to scale mountains and look down

i can’t wait for leaping through the air
into shimmering waters and floating
next to the sun’s reflection

i can’t wait for the sun to set
then rise once more
and carry with it even more meaning

i can’t wait for spinning
it’s my favorite thing to do
dancing with souls and closing my eyes

i can’t wait for new songs
and hearing the old ones a thousand more times
and shouting out every single rhyme

i can’t wait for the mystery
that never seems to end
and the complexity that lies in everything

such is life

June 24, 2014 § Leave a comment

do you know the feeling?
like the entire forest is filled
with the strum of heartbeats
ten thousand souls alive
and your skin can feel their hum
like the call of a something far away
that speaks of the familiar
hearts that can’t stay away
and the glow of possibility
that lingers whenever we touch
i can’t describe it
the sound of a chorus in open air
the joy of running, tearing through space
and watching the horizon forever unravel
just out of your reach, but always close
will we ever know the feeling
ever truly let ourselves be
where we really want to be

pause

June 20, 2014 § 2 Comments

beneath a star glazed sky
we waited
constantly, methodically
despite the purpose
in spite of cold currents
and cards, face down

we searched for storms
and found that stars
were brighter, when lighting
up our hands
held together

by the gravitational pull
of our perfect pause

our storm was patient
and it was everything

head in the sky

June 17, 2014 § 4 Comments

i often wonder
about stars in the sky
and i wonder
if you do the same

what a lovely thought
two heads in the air
floating away
from where they both came

search

June 17, 2014 § 5 Comments

we can’t fathom where
the ground meets the skies
or how we can see the whole world
in just one person’s eyes

or how far away heaven
rests from the earth
or how sometimes our minds
can’t determine our worth

it’s far easier to remain
to accept pinions of flight
but to discover our call
we must search for the light

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