July 18, 2014 § 2 Comments

is an empty page just waiting
for meaning to fill it


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



February 1, 2014 § Leave a comment

if blurred syntax muddles
creating a haze
how do you interpret
and measure a phrase?

if you turn words in good faith
throw them through lips, careening
do they ever reach an ear
that welcomes their meaning?

if you whisper simplicity
joining hurried wind from above
will your message ever translate
into an adage of love?

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