Distracted

Distracted, fragmented
Walk on wooden legs
stifled breathing, exhale
Attempt to focus, thwarted
Grey, fuzzy sight
Buzzing thoughts

Snowblind

Each strand of sunlight
Refracted and bent through
Every crystalline structure
Blinding purity, so vast
When I step inside I cannot
See, when I close my eyes
There is only white light

Wishes

You follow me beneath a pastel sky
Our bare feet crashing through the dirt
We taste the honeysuckle air
Running for what seems forever
Then the sun dips below the mountains
We lie still, the grass pricking our skin
We watch the nightime sky an make
Our wishes for the future

I Remember When

I remember a time when
Everything was new
Imagination was not
Cluttered by things
Such as logic or rules
The darkness of
Disappointment
Was just a pinprick
Hope and light was
Everywhere and
Within everyone

Choices

It's the crushing weight
Which pins me to the floor
I just lay here, hopeless
Unsure where to begin
A myriad of options but
Not the wisdom to decide
So I lay here still, wondering

The Spark

It's there, just below
The surface, no one
Else can see it but me
The spark that ignites
When I'm close to you
When we kiss, that spark
Smolders between us

Primal

They come in the twilight hours
Shadowy fingers stretch across
Irrational fears emerge in the
Minds of children snug in their beds
Adults laugh off such things
Protected by their florescent lights
The busy modern life where fears
Are medicated into nonexistence
Modern man is not immune
Primal man is still within, that
Is where the fear lurks, waiting

Dive

Diving under again
Swimming through
Murky water with
Eyes closed tight
Arms extend, reaching
Waiting for a touch
To signal the rise
Toward the surface
To breathe again

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Disappointment has etched lines
Across a once perfect face
Lies pass so much easier
Than truth these days
As the past fades away
The promise once wilted
Will bloom again for us all

Pixie

Racing through the air
On thunderous wings
The earth drinks her tears
Flowing ever on, until
With a sigh, she is gone

Sound

I flow where
The wind blows
Caressing you
Flowing through
Your soul

The Hidden

Hidden behind the desk
Crumpled on the floor
Tossed aside, he whispers
"Not good enough," he's
Waiting for some sublime
Train of thought to emerge
There, behind the desk
Is the seed, waiting to
Ignite a flurry of ideas

Blue Skies

I wake to dark eyes
When we kiss
I taste blue skies
Memories flash
Behind closed lids
Of teenagers
fumbling through love
All desire and need
An innocent longing
Now we're jaded
Life has worn us down
One thing remains
Or love and memories
Will never fade

Cocooned

Fevered dreams filled
With fragmented lives
Rivers flow down my
Parched, burning body
Every movement an
Excruciating caress
Lay within a cocoon
Too weak to move
Mumbling some long
Lost childhood song
Until oblivion comes

Falling

Hold onto these frail strands
Weakened fingers begin to slip
No one's on the other end to
Pull you up from this final trip
Some say falling is freedom
But not us, we see the lie
There is only darkness tumbling
End over end, the only sound a cry

Hunted

Separate from the rest
Staring off into space
Unaware of the hunter
Prowling in the grass
Until the claws rake
Across my back
I choose flight
In that moment
Hooves pound across
The plain, too late
Their pride pulls
Me down

Honeysuckle

I rise
Creeping
Slowly
Up to
Touch
The sun
Humble
Now in my
Appearance
But soon
My flowers
Will bloom
Filling
The air
With their
Intoxicating
Fragrance

Panic Attack

The pressure keeps building
Wish I could breathe again
Clinging to hope, that things
Will somehow be better
Some future date will bring
Everything I've dreamed

Before You Speak

With each word
You shatter my
Heart a little more
If only you could
Stop, let silence
Guide your thoughts
I know you regret
These spiteful words

April Showers

Soggy ground squishes beneath my soles
Silent earthworms wriggle out of the earth
To great this springtime deluge
Winter's snow has run away to the rivers
So close to overflowing, so begins the spring