I believed, I believe, in you. I touched the edges of the shadow of you that I found myself in.
I knew, I know, you’re on purpose. I was promised a plan and your arms just so happened to reach ‘neath my path.
I wanted, I want, to walk onward. I treasure the somehow-spilled-from-you pieces as I journey.
Bad, bad wisdom
Borrowed initially while window browsing
Then purchased at too high a price
Only to learn it’s all lies
Disinformation
Fast and loose
First hustling Saturday morning cereal
Now each night seeking votes and souls
(Photo Credit: Tiger R., age 9)
Vanilla
Bittersweet and November on the way
Trauma
A taste of it still on the tongue
Stand
Screaming in silence ’til Spring
Here, it is today
Take from it all you’re able
Give to it your best
I am sick from the sky
Its lies
And its beauty from which they escape
I’ve grown weary of wind
Its smiles
And the rarity of its southern charm
Will a song do, dear?
While with our shadows, we dance
Ella and Louis
Nearly all I beheld seemed as an exhibit
You looked like proof to my skeptic’s eye
The evidence for hope
The verdict guilty of love
Do you daydream of Coffee
When it is night
Too late in the night
Imprudently so?
Do you long for Daylight
For earlier Light
That Caffeine’s first kiss come soon
I do
Because in this heart
Learning’s long since been arrested,
Summer’s unending
Therefore in this skin
Understanding’s never quite conceded,
Winter’s arriving
I mean for you to become as the ether
Where I, with unwilling wings
Content not to soar, reach
Or grasp
Dance in the green, green grass
I cast a spell upon your senses
Where I, with unyielding heart
Serenity’s scent on my smile
And your ears straining
Sing and you’ll not taste a note
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