Something That Means Something Poem by Paul Perkins

Something That Means Something - 2005

Nothing, what are you doing?
I'm just waiting.
There is really nothing
important to do;

My glass of soda is getting empty.
I guess I'll refill it.
You know, some of us can't
stand empty glasses;

Oh, you too? Yeah.
No, not much...
just sitting here
wondering what will
make me get up and
face the day;

It's raining out today;
I remember a time
I walked and cried
in the rain and not
one person could see;

I liked the rain then,
don't need the rain now;
all I need today is to
remember to smile;

To remember that there
is life to live and
people to love...
life and wonders to see...

A dogie laughing
with his tongue dripping,
and scratching funny
with his back paw;

A little child grinning
from ear to ear over
something silly
adults fail to see;

I am wondering if
something small,
kind, or funny,
with be the thing today;

The one thing to
help me arose from sleep,
to walk, shower,
shave, eat;

Or will it be a fear,
or a hope, or even
a phone call from a friend
to bring a better mood;

Clothes are on the floor,
not mine, but the guy
sleeping in my bed
so far away next to me;

He said he has plans for tomorrow
of something that means something;

I wish to watch
the soda
in the crystal glass
decline -

like an hour glass marking
only sand,
or a time piece that's
lost it's little hand;

The rain is clearing up
the fogginess;
something is appearing;
a reason -

No, not doing,
just being...
quietly comforted
with soulful eyes on Shy

while we lie
close by,
enraptured in dreams
of something that means something.