task

there was more
into it than just the heat
that got you that day
I pushed some buttons
I walked ahead
or sometimes behind
but I didn’t mean
anything by it
and I will see
through all of this and the storm too
I will not let
you down and I can
break a problem to
build it all back up
and I can walk back the dog
and disappear
like a shadow at night
to keep in mind
the daily laughs
and the many hours
of candle burning
there are no more masks
if I was to be
this close
then I wish
to practice doing
things in motion
and even as I know
some moments will
be discovered with difficulty
some with pleasure
but every one
will be
truly
valued…

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river

sometimes you have to be
wondering, where did
that thought come from?
the wishing for today,
the wondering what could be the only
path that leads
you away from so much pain?
the collection of memories are like a river
and we all flow down it
in a simple single set of
beliefs that we are
can cause a tidepool to
control you without
you even being aware of it
and I can’t say I will be
strong like this forever
and I know that I will miss you in the
days that make us apart
but the leaf that dropped
from a family tree
settled nicely on the tiniest
spider web of possibility
until it had come to the convergence of
moments in time and space
that would join all the threads together
and then it dropped
to the spot in that river
and flowed on its way
to the nexus point
and then the rest of the journey
was the same as it was for all of us,
not a choice as much as it was
a lot of options to enjoy
and all in due time…

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chill

the next time
it happens you said to be alerted
that next time is now
and you have got to see
this moon through the trees
it is the scene in
every horror flick
the kind of cold
you know the way
a shiver that
hunts you down
and tell the skin to
watch its back
and the fire can’t be
hot enough
and the torch has been passed
to the next one
in line
my sister will not get over the loss
of my mother
but I was here for the
months of pain
and to see the hurt go away
was what I could wish
for a woman who did so much
and the cold trees
missing their leaves
wave goodbye to me
as I go home
to the warm hands
and soft smile that
I need now
so much…

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hymn

why miss a heart
why write a song
why hope for repeat
why wait for months
why don’t you talk
why is it so hard
why wont you see
why are we apart
I love you mom
have grace in the next world
and I miss you
say I love you to grandmom for me
and know that for yourself
and I will see you
when I see you…

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this morn

getting up in the morning
its a grey day what can I say
no surprise there
but it was the feel of a certain weight
and I can’t see the sun but life goes on
and I am getting
my mind ready for the
several business appointments I have
today at the office
but I strap on my boots
and the weight feels larger
and the I am grabbing my officework
and putting on my coat
I know that a huge feeling is whispering in the wings
I see a Christmas tree
all covered in white
and portrayed by a fish and a dog underneath
and there are blowing flakes
crouching up and around my feet
I shiver smiling as my door opens
and the news of the world
speaks from the shudder of a pine
and I am so not ready
but I don’t realize it
because I receive a message
about a priest by my mother’s bedside
and at that exact moment
my car decides not to start
and the soldiers, like my father, who are no longer here
all crashing in my mind
like I have not even been able to breathe before
and this convergence
tears down my walls
and I rest my head against the steering wheel
but I do not
acknowledge anything
except the hurt and pain and loss
I have been suffocating down
under shield of pretending to be strong
but this day, this time
I will let it all arrive
because even the boundless strength I have
will show the cracks in the ice
as I cannot refuse this,
an ache and grief I accept,
a gift all my own…

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together

only then
making it up so long
so hard to come up with
a different scenario
because you don’t want to know
what the future brings
and don’t even guess
what could scare you or hold you down
and I have only got
a few months left
unless the world begins turning the other way
and I saw you coming
but didn’t notice you open the door
and I needed you to
tell me more
but first I had to learn how to talk to you
and there were a few hidden obstacles
that the environment cut away
and a few thousand words
for me to hear from other people
before there was a realization
that all the other people I had been with
were so much more selfish
and judgmental compared to you
but what could I do
but learn
better and faster
how not to give up…

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landing

placed above the sea
on the connection of a day
that swiftly turned into night
beneath the moon of full light
made up beneath a land
that doesn’t know
what the others are doing
and don’t argue unless you are
the well-informed
questions that cannot go away
are being answered by our blood
and the seeing of another opinion is only going to help
people who would understand in
the first place
but when are you on the edge unless you can
count the time when
you didn’t even know the last
class you ever took was
yet here we are
looking across a battle
that even the trying
can not define
and a job to do
is a job to do…

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coldly

working tough times
as hard as the looks are
it is even rougher to think
that you are judged by every word
and none of your close family or friends
have read into each idea and what you
do is not noticed by the really real
but that is fine
such is life
I just wanted to show
what was going through my mind
and I cannot hide any longer
like I have done for young years and
old years both
but the closing of the day just shows that I was not allowed
to be myself the whole time anyway
and I can get out under that full moon
but I wont get to see you
until after the feeling has passed
even if
the sun comes out now
it wont save those
who have frozen toes and ass-icles
and for the night
finally my outside matches
how I feel inside my skin
I know that no body showing interest
will be here to warm me
but I am now immune to
the shivers and visual breath
because it is my job to work
and warm others and help others
and get used to having
no one to rely on because the only
fear I have is people seeing
how fearless I am
because when you have nothing
you can do anything…

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untitled

sometimes it comes down
falling on you like a rock
and after so many damn bad decisions
then the wondering begins
wondering why to put out any amount
of words or creative expression
when it hasn’t been the
thing that anyone notices
and to be giving out effort and failing
is as if
I have to admit that trying
is not what I should be doing
and looking for the enhanced
thought to spark another person’s response
is a wrong idea to center on
and sometimes those closest to you
understand more
than most of your real family does
and a few arguments
may be not coming ever again
after the choice of a new found
way do settle the day
from disruption
and to concentrate on
the people who do not criticize any
little thing you say or do
because if you don’t care about yourself
then you shouldn’t have someone else care
about your life either,
right?

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late

partly my fault
partly your fault
I am as
aware as I
have to be
and as excited
as a person can get
the reason is not the important
piece of the puzzle
and a gallon of soap
will be required
after we have seen
this kind of year
there will not be another
way to cross the ocean of
fear
between you and the bottom rung
of the ladder
leading to davey jones locker
across the hall from hades
favorite seafood;
do you recall
the pressing need for
interest in the passions you bore
on your shoulders
when you put effort into making a difference
as if a little old lady
was mentally drooling over a
plate of food that wasn’t hers
but passed real nearby
and was covered with a sauce
made of cheese that stirred memories
or maybe even like a
starving worker who would never
be allowed to eat on the job
but has a whole plate of steak
that is supposed to be thrown away
right in front of
someone so
incredibly desperate…

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