Wanting To Be Alone

I’m holding on to you,

My dear,

I’ll never let you go.

But what if space

Is what I need? I may be

Here, physically,

But my presence isn’t present.


I love you

Don’t you love me?

Yes, but I

Love myself more.

The World We Live In

Straight past the busy street

With cars as fast as a shooting star

Blurring past you in the night

To the quiet neighborhood

With houses lined up side by side

Sleeping next to one another

For warmth, comfort, strength in numbers.

The dull glow of the street light

Takes place above the neighborhood

As if it were a glowing planet

Keeping watch, keeping us safe.

 

Turn right down the winding road

That slithers like a snake

Passing more sleeping houses

With the occasional dim television night light.

One more right will lead you to

Transplanted palm trees reaching out to the heavens

With birds resting in the palm frond fingers

And cats prowling the trodden earth

With hungry eyes- disturbed by the

Put-put-puttering of an old

Busted white Chevy blundering down the street.

 

Pass the park that preserves youth

And you’ll find yourself at a crossroads

Ahead of you (and even behind you)

Lies a quiet neighborhood slumbering

Looming in the unknown darkness.

Look to the left, now to the right

And see the street stretching before your eyes

Overpowering lights reflect from your eyes to my own

As you stare at me with wonder

At the beauty of this place where we live.

You take my hand and together we are

Launched into space on a trip to the unknown.

Elope, We Shall

Again, I fall for that wicked smile

Like a glimpse of sun

On a frigid winter morning.

Perchance your hands will warm my heart with

Elation as they grasp mine in the

Church of lust and no return to the

Island of insecurity from whence we came. I’ll

Abandon my life in a flash for a chance to have a future with you.

The Unexpected

It is cold

Dreary damp and dark

Nothing to keep me company

But the absence of

Your smiles as a tickle touches your sides

Brought from unexpected fingers

Your eyes as they stare deeply into mine

Telling each other secrets of their own

Your hand grasping mine

A lifeline holding me next to you

Grounded in our world

Your laugh as it sings melodies into the air

A tune I would often long to hear

You. Only a memory

That I can’t hold on to

Beyond this journey

From life to… The unexpected.

 

You’re alive while I’m here.

 

You are lost to me

But I”ll be here

Waiting for you to join me.

 

Greet you with

All the joys we once shared.

 

You will find me

And we will

Never be lost again.

 

Ode to Paper

Lines provided to me

On sheet white skin

To inscribe words upon.

 

Let me dispose my

Thoughts at my will.

Let me scribble, scratch

Or possible erase them;

But you may keep

The ones you like.

 

I hope my pen

Is as kind to

You as you are

To my general well-being.

 

You deserve a life

Of decent words passionately

Filling your body with

Their grace. But do

Not let them possess

You or overcome you.

 

For your beauty and

Potential are of one

That deserves to be

Shared with the world.