Tag: personal
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first memory/Rothko
First time someone you love comes towards you Like trying to describe a baby’s memory of a mothers love to an orphan There’s a gentle frame inviting you to look at them For the most part they come forward And a part of them stays behind, pulling back into themselves I don’t know why this…
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Gold rush
Is it me or you or is it the same? Anyway I can see one of us or both of us or someone, trying to outrun and keep control by staying detached and trying to observe the situation from a distance But the more you observe and analyze the more the dots connect and conclusions…
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It was
It was the best of times It was the worst of times These were the days of despair Yet the season of hope Unspoken love and broken promises I made a cup of coffee this morning So I could sit alone at the window And consider The philosophy of peace Of insideness of emotion Like…
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Pass time
I tell myself Lets pass time Stop and do nothing But time has a way of pulling me apart We pulled apart By time, space, memory, arrogance, heavy shame the nature of weakness is so unbearable to me I remember the bad things you did As a bad man And the good man you were…
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Repetition
You came to me like the dawn With light and certainty I remember you the way I remember yesterdays sunrise That I dreamed was real in the difficult and treacherous night I hear your voice in the morning Yes yes yes Yes I remember yes we were here yes I was always here yes I…
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Indescribable
I can’t explain it Why it feels better Comparisons are always painful aren’t they? Except that it sounds brighter Like tuning a guitar to the right tone The distance is just right Like a lens focusing And love, Turns from dream Into life
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Depth
I went to the new condo build today I walked around the empty pristine rooms I couldn’t stop the shadows of a family that never was from moving in Girls running around A partner sleeping here In sadness I closed the door and carried out different plans I walked by a playground outside I came…
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Last chapter
Why do I feel shame for longing and wanting Oh right It’s not you You throw shadows at me Yet I am silent And cloaked I am not your woman And you are not mine Your words are not my words My tears are not your tears Let me try again I am a phantom…
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Famous
You were my empire My poetry You were my skin My blindness You were my sundays before I even knew how to sleep When you left to travel the world what did you find? Why did you come back? You found me at my darkest you were my miracle You pushed me away we’re just…
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The art of letting go
You Fucking you Why is it always you Why do I come back here When will we let it go We came together slowly and we broke up slowly I waited for you then I waited just as long for this to die We got lost in translation Lost in time What did we do…
SUBLIME COURAGE 