Don’t go
You can’t
Because we aren’t ready
To say goodbye
You are good
You are
Everything that is youth
Everything that is
Unfinished
Oh how sunsets burn
And how the waves crash
The ends are brilliantly sad
Frightfully unexpected
We don’t want to speak of you in
Past tense
...
I heard
And at first
I felt nothing at all
I became blank
My mouth empty
As a broken window
My mind
Melted wax
With all my thoughts
Swimming across the other
But then
One became solid
And it caught
In the back of my throat
I tried to swallow
But it only became more solid
More real
...
And so it seems
The end was not so near
In fact
I find that standing
Here, we will always
Never say goodbye
Along the seams
Our hands grab at
Memories floating
Dandelion seeds
We can’t catch
You know we were the ones
Who sent them
Flying, flying
This air teems
With words I neve...
Such little hands,
grasping for the apple
that hangs so recklessly
off the stem
daring the little hands
to pluck it
right off of it's mother tree
little hands
dirty like the ground
little like the pebbles
reaching like the tree limbs do
for the stars
the apple
hiding its see...
Some of us
Will gather together
Huddled mass
Disconnected web
Connected again
To reach back
Into the back corners of memory
And to contrast the before
With the glaring now
(Comparisons are rare jewels,
Uncommon waste)
We’ll see that
Some of us
Will reach our dreams
Snatch our star ou...
A monster stares at me
Cursing the bars and the sun
I’m afraid to meet his eyes
But doesn’t the fear make it fun?
He spits and calls me ugly
I say nothing because I don’t understand
Of course, obviously, he’s a monster now
But once he was a man
I ask him how he is
(It’s all I can ...
Reading the sun like a madman
He said he could tell me its fate
One day it would rightly explode
Our efforts, though desperate, too late
I laughed, the foolish mother
Saying this world won’t ever end
He cried, the listless, persistent owl
Whispering, logic never wins
Divine is the child ...
Her name was Alabama
She cried when the South should have won
She hates the cold, reveres the old
Dances wildly under the sun
To see her, to see a Lady
Lace gloves grace her hands
Other laugh, some even scorn
She doesn’t expect them to understand
If she be alone
Forever proud she will be
...
With arms spread like wings
She screamed at the Wind,
You’ll never blow me away!
Her skin felt raw
Beneath naked sun
But she didn’t dare turn away
Said the Sky to the Clouds,
Perhaps rain will make her run
But when the water stars fell down
She laughed like it was all fun
The Bird swoo...
Taken to the crossfire
He asked my if I knew
How to break a stalemate
Made of iron
He might have even cried
But I looked away instead of looking
Is it odd that now
I’m used to the gunfire?
And the mothers clutch to their sons
Saying I’m afraid you are a man
Fathers dance with their d...
She sang in French
A song I
Couldn’t understand
But my
To hear it
I felt as if my bones
Had been buried in French waters
And my soul screamed for Marie
No,
I don’t know the name
But isn’t that part of the
Magic?
Like a lullaby you can never
Quite remember
But it always puts you ...
If water was glass
If you looked in mirrors
You’d find more than
You’d imagined
Staring back at you
Wanting you to
Want
Want to be more
Than the windows
And doors
You keep closed
Being cold is better than
Stale
The reflection demands of you
Power
To break all the plastic
That kee...
Bales of hay
Laying lonesome
In a field we all saw
Racing through the train window
Honestly,
Have you ever seen anything
So terribly lonesome
As a bale of hay
Beneath July sun
Wanting so bad to soak up something
Besides itself
The worst of it was
There was more than one of these
Bales...
Hands holding
Curled up fingers
Reaching, reaching
For more than
Blanket, pillow, needles, tube
But alas,
Not finding
Surprised?
No, but sad?
Perhaps, these questions
No one dares to
Ask, ask him if
He’s afraid
He’ll say the weather’s nice
And notice
That your hair looks even ...
They say it’s either sadness or euphoria
And the choirs all sing Gloria
I wish instead of coins I
Had pockets full of change
The days of old haunt my mother’s eyes
Hush now baby don’t you cry
You’ll learn to walk
All by yourself self someday
And oh, how the lonely
Smile
How t...
A lamp sits on the table
With a dulling light in its chest
Giving all the weary help it can.
Beneath it are some letters
Written a while ago
But only now does the man,who owns the lamp, understand.
And now-a-days, he's hard of hearing
He wears sweaters all year round
And lives alone.
...
There are guns
There always have been
There always will be
The question is more
Will you carry them
Will you wield their power
Or will you be meek
Will you threaten
Or submit
Will you attack
Or embrace
There is no way to give
Merit more to either one
I try to make choices
But like the...
watching
from the sidewalk
'stop!'
no, don't scream
take care of
you(rself) don't know what
to do
or not to do
question you answered
a long time ago
but again
you're watching
(waiting) but really
you see the future
crystal ball in your head
glitters in the
...
The morning greets me as a thick clump of white. I step out of the door and into the clouds, marveling at the altitude my group achieved the previous day. The clouds are presenting a navigation problem, however, so until they clear we are stuck at the hostel.
Instead of napping with the rest of ...
its like you lost something
you wanted to lose for
so long
only to realize
that now
when you can’t find it anymore
its all you need
its all you want
that dumb line about
being careful for what you wish for
is drumming itself out in your head
but it still feels
dumb because
you didn...
I am not a person
I am a light post
I stand tall
Always
Proud of my place
In this world
I light dark sidewalks
And the night bugs all
Crowd around me
Dancing to the tune of my shine
My sleek skin is made of metal
No one
Can hurt me
Have you ever tried to hurt metal?
Because you can...
Here we are
Wondering
Is this it?
That moment
When we finally tell the truth
When we
Explode our emotions
Onto the table
And say,
"Here,
Here I am.
I can't change it,
Or dress it up.
This is just it."
Is this that
Moment?
The moment
The old people,
Dreaming in their...
There
In her shadow
She stood
Wondering about tomorrow
Because tomorrow
Was not her friend
No
Tomorrow
Was her enemy
There
In his hands
He stood
Holding himself out to the world
Because the world
Was all he had
If they wanted him
Then what else
Did he
Need?
There
Quivering...
“Have you found it yet,”
You asked,
“Have you finally found that fickle
Something,
Someone
You’ve looked for so long?”
There’s something in your voice
Something new
Something with an edge
“Do you see these years as
Well spent?
Are you content
With your past?”
I notice t...
And we said
That when time came to us
And asked what we wanted
More or less
To go back or go forward
To pause
And walk round the life freezer
That we would laugh
Laugh at times face
And keep on our roads
Because we said
Time will not dictate us
Or where we go
What we do
Why we are her...
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