Grinding, kicking
Swimming in blue
Trying to find my way home to you.
Drowning
Grasping, keeping
Surrendering to sough
Wanting to find my way back to you.
Longing
Gouging, knocking
Scraping in cue
Needing to find my return to you.
Yearning
For with you, time stands still…
Asleep, as long as
you think you are not.
Forced, as long as
you think you are not.
Empty, as long as
you think you are not.
Distracted, for as long as
the choice is unseen.
Beaten , for as long as
the choice is unseen.
Forgotten, for as long as
the choice is unseen.
Wake, as fast as
you see the opportunity.
Show passion, as fast as
you see the opportunity.
Create, as fast as
you see the opportunity.
For your slumber is deep , but your rest is null.
For your impact is weak, and your legacy is null.
For your purpose is meek, and you sustainability is null…
…without love.
The feeling circles around in motion,
Swirling toward infinity, passing by the notion
That love forever sweeps us off our feet.
The feeling lingers around from start,
Dismissing nothing from a wounded heart
That love never tasted so sickingly sweet.
The feeling swishes around in waves,
Drowning out thought, until buried in graves
That love outlasts a worm’s treat.
The feeling…
Chasing…
That love…
Sweet infinity…
I scream; I laugh; I cry about.
I know their hearts are filled with doubt
in fear.
They listen not; they understand not; they compose not.
They fill the time with meaningless snot
in distraction.
Our only hope, our only life, our only love.
Our minds opening to a significant shove
in reality.
The voice we hear; there is a sound.
The silence is not as remote or profound
as imagined.
We break the norm and stand our ground.
We do not need the frivolous found
as created.
But many fall: lost, broken and battered.
Emotionless corpses screaming their chatter
in desperation.
There is only one and until we see
there is no break from you and me,
we drown.
And the water consumes us all…
They walk and work and never look
beyond the day-to-day reflective book
of each other.
So much and more can be felt
if we study not just the hand of flashcards dealt
to each of us.
For all life ends, short and sweet
feeding our hearts, wanting to beat
right out of our chests.
Sometimes, the memories fade
creating a wish that they had stayed
more clear.
But nothing can keep out the love
because we are so much a part of
one another.
When we know this without a thought,
then, we know that we are not
ever alone.
And the music continues to sing…
Sweet nothings whispered in my ear
make me long for more of your words to hear
this night.
Beating hearts, mingling divine.
Spirits stirring; sip my wine
in weakness.
Clinging to your hope and desire.
Feeding the ever-surging heat of fire
within me.
Passion takes on lover’s feign
creating worries, wondering what it is you mean
with your thoughts.
Shadows cast from sunlight’s beams,
darkness engulfing, unsteadying dreams
ensue.
But you are there, in the shadows – no light,
to snag me back from my mind’s might
so unwillingly.
And the worries begin to fade…
Dead leaves on the eve of fall,
wolves howl and the wind calls
of their forlorn love.
Separated by forgotten reasons,
both sit and watch the changing seasons
blurring around them.
Wishes granted, but none on time,
always stuck in a rhythm or a rhyme
of sorry, not yet.
Unsure of their love’s fate,
continuously forced to sit and wait
for answers that never seem to come.
Both unhappy, unfulfilled, aching,
for the only touch to mend their breaking
unstable, wanting hearts.
Someday soon, will answers arrive
so both no longer remain deprived
able to move forward
One step at a time…?
I can taste the linger of your sweet kiss
when I keep my eyes closed long enough.
I can smell the linger of your sweet scent
when I keep my eyes closed long enough.
I can feel the linger of your sweet touch
when I keep my eyes closed long enough.
But, my time is too short, and I must open my eyes
only to find you not with me.
But, the lingering fades too quickly, and I must resume my day
even without you there with me.
But, the minutes pass too slowly, and I must distract my thoughts
because you’re not there with me.
And my day trudges on…
And the hours pass me by…
But, I know for sure that my thoughts ever return to
my closed eyes where you linger in my mind,
only to have my heart melt at the memory of…
I can feel the linger of your sweet kiss
when I keep my eyes closed long enough…
Have you ever thought you knew what you wanted,
basked in success until you realized you’re stunted,
left yourself feeling worthless and daunted,
only to feel like prey?
Have you ever pretended that all was fine,
watched your life slowly decline,
waited for answers, preferably divine,
only to fall halfway?
Have you ever wondered what you were doing,
spent your nights lost and stewing,
created emotions that wouldn’t stop brewing,
only to walk away?
Have you ever written the lyrics to set you free,
cringed until you heard the next was in key,
waited to see them slowly agree,
feeling your tears start to dry?
Have you ever walked into the light of chance,
wished on a star seen only at first glance,
allowed your heart to sing loudly and dance,
feeling your world start to comply?
Have you ever accepted that you’re on the right track,
jumped over the ditch and didn’t look back,
knowing deep down you would never again lack,
feeling your soul start to fly?
Before life completely passed you by…?
Small, unaccompanied, flickering in
the darkness, my light creating
the shadow of loneliness never to be seen
by anyone not bothering to look.
I licked the wind
blowing gently, igniting me further
but short of the motivation needed to be withdrawn
from the inner hopelessness resisting change.
A rain begins to saturate and
my flames retract, my embers below still glowing
red in the night sky, as I sit and wait
crackling fiercely but doused in solitude.
A heat fills in around me
beginning to rekindle the lost passion
for life as my flames begin to surge forward
from the hot coals I’ve held so dear.
I look around to see
this kindred fire engulfed in their own flame
blazing their way toward my weakened state
of permeating heartache and despair.
I welcome the breath
of freshness, allowing their sweet incandescence
to illuminate my own powerful soul
full of remembrance and being.
Together, swiftly devouring
the dark void within and without of our lives
melting into one scorching future journey
destined for eternal warmth.
A raging fire develops,
never to be stopped by dullness or apathy
searing any path of resistance trying to
drown the greatness of love’s humility.
Beginning to Understand 