A breeze through my
Window reminds me
More than I care to think about
This
...
Today I write a poem for you
And it goes like
Hush a bye
Doesn't anyone
...
this means to an end
is the end of meaning
for me i am
unwell, undone,
...
Even God can make words rhyme,
He says,
'Writes lullabies on clouds
And pours them like tear drop
...
There comes a certain point
When everything
I've held in high regard-
From necessity or
...
I base truths on
Candle lights and
Flicker flames with
Shadow sight,
...
Bronze me beautiful,
Sip iced tea and
Talk about futures
Ages away, miles apart
...
I loved your
Ears, for the simple reason
That
They heard me out
...
Not a whole lot to say. i like to write poems, sometimes. and sometimes i dont. but its a nice way to get it all out when ya need to...enjoy :))
The Way Things Go
A breeze through my
Window reminds me
More than I care to think about
This
And I am sure I know
Exactly what I'm doing.
This is the way things go
I whisper to no one
Or the walls if they will
Listen
I walk outside
And let the grass
Tickle my ankles,
Watch the dog chase flies
And he comes up with a look that says
'I'm the happiest I've ever been,
Aren't you? '
I can only pat his head
And smile
For if chasing flies and
Rolling in the grass
Made my world spin
I'd be the happiest I've ever been
Dog, here's the truth,
I think, and I am ready
To full on lecture my dog
But he is already gone to
Chase the cat