Tuesday, October 8, 2013

You

Looking out across the 
Sunlit fields
He stood in 
Awe

Silent he stood
For a century
Gazing upon the unspeakable
Truth, no words could explain

Days shifted into nights
Into days
Into nights
In endless passage

Yet no time had passed
As his gaze remained shiftless
And his beard grew long
He stood

And looked into the soul
Of beauty
Laid bare
Love

Guilt

You wandered upon the inconceivable
Buried beneath the tombs
Of Memory
Left in fragmented shards
Of misaligned mirrors
Broken

It was uncovered with
Just a brush
Of your words
Pure and honest
Like an atom bomb

A discovery you knew not of
Something not in your search
But still real
Molded and grown from spores
Of moments forgotten
Emotion remembered

Thursday, September 26, 2013

Difficult Conversations

I am sitting here
Contemplating the life
That we have woven
Intricately placing thread
Upon thread
Stretching strings
Taut
While others remain slack
White and burgundy
Hues
A composition
With a melody
Left incomplete
As summer recedes
And leaves turn
Falling leaf upon leaf
The crisp northern wind
Takes firm hold
Leaving hopes
Frozen in place
Like the arctic tundra
Ready for the thaw

Thursday, August 8, 2013

Passage

A slight chink
Left hidden within
The wall that time
Left standing

Hidden among the
Briarwood for none
Who dare to look
To see

Wednesday, August 7, 2013

Turning

The world stopped
For but a moment
In the midst of
Joy and Yuletide

Stopped spinning
On its tilted axis
Under the shine of
Sun

Drinks and gaiety 
Exchanged as the
New year rang 
True

But left behind
Leaving a barren
Wake
Where spring refused to bloom

Hung in each
Home
A wreath
Long into summer

Tuesday, July 9, 2013

Do They See

I wonder
If I am alone in my
Thought
Alone in my
Head
Do others
See the world like I
Do
Walking into the supermarket
Scanning the produce
Do they
See
What I see

Do they see a
Cacophony
Of brightly colored
Primary hues
Exploding
Into beautiful art?
Each fruit set to
Detonate
The moment my eyes
Take in their
Beauty

Do they
See
Walking down the aisle
From fermenting vineyards
Chardonnays and Merlots
Sparkling and not
Shattering in shards of green
Red and gold
At their feet
Making the aisle
Impassable

Am I alone in my
Thought
When I see what lies before
Me
Strewn in destruction
Precisionly crafted buildings
Crumpled at my feet
Sun exploding into
Wonder
When life becomes
Extinct
Oceans freezing over in
Mid wave

How is it not possible
To see the beauty in the
Fragile
In the
Vulnerable
Existence
Of each thing
Of each being
Resting on an edge
Thin like air

With so much possibility
How can people not
See
Like
Me
And love
Each moment
Each soul