Thursday, January 18, 2018

M.I.A.



can you see 
can you feel
Just how real..
You set off a dream... 
was this a scheme gone awry..
a serious or fatal accident of the heart..
Bearing the casualty of the firestorm brewing within..
I don’t wish you to be an echo of a memory I can never forget 
Don’t leave me to it alone
your intentions unknown 
let’s share this mishap together -
Think on, consider, conceive the world of a you and me
feel the flames of my hopes 
And the heat of my dreams 
Let me singe you with love that is bursting from my seams..
It’s okay, it’s alright - I’ve got you in my sights
dupe me, trick me, just don’t leave me 
for I’m M.I.A. in the games you play...


Sunday, January 7, 2018

Hail to Me



Lips are moving 
I can’t hear you 
Heart is beating 
I can’t feel you 
shielded in,
Covered, protected 
so well guarded..
all smiles tucked away for another day..
Never to light my face again..
Not a dimple, not a twinkle 
No not even a sliver 
Least the house of cards come crashing down..
Fire away &
Stand back
The ricochet will slam you hard..
The holes you feel and see are me disappearing 
never to be seen again
the decay of you & me is all I see
A chapel built around the image of we..
No longer what we were once meant to be..
broken down - on my hands and knees..
Let’s set our hearts free
reach for me please..



Friday, December 29, 2017

Graffiti my Heart



bound in love..
decorating my mind with the details
Each letter binding the words to my heart
created with love
a mind so true..
strong and gentle 
I love how you decorate my soul
A design all your own 
On my heart - the most beautiful art..
Your beauty is only shadowed by your love
A treasure without words
Fierce yet tender 
You are my future looking into the past 
and moving ahead..
scribble, scratch or spray me - just don’t erase me..
mark me up..


Wednesday, December 27, 2017

Crookeds and Straights



zig zagging..
crooked or straight 
Lines
created from life..
past & present
join, intersect and form us..
binding us tight 
The memories 
What we hold near&dear
become our truths..
what we see, what we feel, what we believe to be real 
Is how we deal..
it can grow us or
ravage us 
choices to be made..
It is ok and sometimes 
it is right to live in the crookeds..
There will be no finding the straights..
For there to be a shadow 
There has to be light 
let your focus be on the bright..





Wednesday, December 13, 2017

Our soundtrack



Stay lost..
Lost in our dance
never find your way out..
Let it be me 
Only me you see
As you move your feet to our beat..
that rhythm of pure sweet..
Love 
Love only me in the sea of hopes & dreams where nothing is like it seems..
For my sway will stay -
no matter if you’re sitting & I’m standing or
You’re running & I’m walking 
The picture in your mind and the soundtrack of my heart create the perfect harmony..
and I am bending, stretching and syncing to your every move..
Lost in the rhythm & blues of our rock’n’roll..

Monday, December 11, 2017

Setting We free..

Setting We free..

Stuck..
that battle is fierce between me, myself and I..
Is she more than me..
Multifaceted 
Here there and everywhere..
or broken pieces scattered about..
am I still free to just be?
Or am I her she and we - and me is lost in between..
The thoughts rage on..
Why does one self insist it is better than the other?
It is plain and simple and beautiful and complex
Quite wonderful really..
That mind 
Those thoughts..
they are everything -
so powerful and full of wonder..
Love and every good thing come from it, 
filtering through my body - making me who she ought to be..
It is my mind that wakes me, shakes me, catapulting me into another orbit - capturing my attention and sends my heart soaring..
so powerful to learn that self-love is more than just a feeling..
I am grateful that while  I see the rain 
she sees the rainbow..
I realize how much I like her and 
The innocence of hope is restored for all of me
And 
I wish to be her, she, me and we..


Saturday, December 9, 2017

Waking slowly..

Waking Slowly..


so painful words don’t come..
so numbing
with each limb aching..
it is surreal - wake me up..
and let me never wake again..
Will I feel what’s real
Or stay in this dreamlike nightmare existence..
time alludes me 
I’ve disappeared - slipping into the cracks and i am certain I’ll become dust 
simply disintegrating..
then the love comes -
in numbers unexpected
in ways unimagined 
and with each stitch of love 
my pieces are slowly grafted back together..
Crooked, messy and uneven.. never to match up perfectly again 
but the strings keep pulling tighter - and somehow they hold me together..
my insides don’t pour out- though I feel hollow..
and somehow I don’t hit bottom like dead weight-though I feel like I’ve exploded inside out..
no- somehow l only skim the surface of hell 
and invisible gentle hands put the embers out before I implode into flames 
And hope catches me and it 
saves me..