Posts published in “Poems”

gone are the days
when feeling bad
meant being alone,
no, now there’s, “we,”
and everything seems
….

you got that
confidence back,
smilin’ at the
right times ‘n’
i didn’t even know
they were ’til you
started clownin’
’bout them moments
i let slip my
intentions to

everything right happens when you’re around, giving me that smile and slight nod/an invitation?/an admission?/i need know not what your intentions are, just that i’m involved somehow. i know now how wild the sun looks in your eyes, natural beauty refracted by natural beauty; i know now how freezing a warming smile can be.

so, we meet again,
your lore and mine…
trying every day to
be a better person,
but i’m reminded
of the days before
and all those calm waves
crashing through from me.
trying every day to
be a better person,
but you’re reminded
of the days before
and all the words thrown
against the space in front of you.

so, we
meet
again,
your lore
and mine,
and mine is
found before you,
and yours is
found before me,
and we’re
much more than
these memories
destined to be dusty.

so, we
meet again,
your lore and mine,
these words we find
when anger o’er
the present needs
the past to
stoke the flames higher.

i never thought i’d say these words
to another, let alone document them
for others, but: you are the greatest
part of life, and time, dilated, slows
the further from me you happen to go.

i want you to know
the world is a better place
because you exist, because
you’re here with me, too.
and i never thought i’d say these words
to another, let alone document them
for others, but: you are
the greatest part of life, and
i can only hope you feel the same way, if
only to pacify these murmurs getting
closer like sherman/but i don’t mind
the fire, the flame, just bring it closer
and be the main one/the right one.

we don’t see
ourselves until
we think of the past
and see everything
we’ve done so foolishly.

so, that’s how regret
lasts beyond a thought after
and lives in today, when we
obviously have more to worry about
but would rather spend time
remembering just to apologize
than learning from and growing up?

Hilarious
The
Sum of time
Given away
To mediocre tasks,
Pauses in progress,
And other antagonists
Of life most productive.

When walking,
Onward,
Stepping
Lightly
Between the through-broken
Tufts of green,[ …]
We are patient.

When time,
Simple
Excesses,
Melts off the skin,[ …]
We are patient.

[When accepting
There is more,
Following
wind’ed words
Toward sanity, …]

When nature,
[You know,
The real world,]
Finds us,
Lends us a view
Of life, unrestrained,[ …]
We are patient.

When this world’s
Place in the spin
Pushes us
To be where we be,[ …]
We are patient.

When we
Follow
Our
Instincts,
Those
Bits of ourselves
We know not until needed,[ …]
We are patient.