We used to swing as children From branches young as us Telling stories Whispering secrets Breathing wishes Into the future But would we ever catch them there? Swinging from branches Aged and weathered Carrying the weight of life Our stories Our secrets Our wishes Those we’re still chasing Those forever lost to us
I never knew The path I’d take If I’d be pushed or pulled If I’d bend or break I never knew Life would be so hard So magnificent So bruised and scarred I never knew The sadness I’d see The love I’d have How good life could be I never knew What would make… Read More I Never Knew
Nothing ever Stays the same The birds The people The lay of the land They fly They age They grow wild and free Leaving only Hints Of what used to Be
Wake up From a dream Or keep on dreaming Keep on scheming About a place so good You can’t help but stay A little longer Like you belong there As the real world Dives deeper Into nightmares And creatures So real that they wish They could just Wake up
When day goes black Eyes look to the sky To dream and wonder About where and why To remember how small Problems can be When into the vastness Our gaze lets us see Just far enough A glimpse at best To keep us guessing About all the rest
It started to unravel All on its own But wasn’t noticed Until a hole had shown Broken threads Tattered and torn A once perfect design Faded and worn Edges jagged Where seams used to be What once was complete Is no more to see The fabric of time Now a threadbare sheet
On a back-country road He caught up to me Was it my yellow shirt He flew close to see Maybe he suspected I was one of his own Another bumblebee On my way home Me, on my bike And he on his wings Discovered together What the journey would bring In tandem, we traveled By… Read More Bike and Bumblebee
The air grew heavy It was hard to breathe The strongest man Was brought to his knees The machinery wailed While doing their jobs The children sweated While the old women sobbed The thermometer rose Threatening to burst Ice cubes melted Before they quenched our thirst We waited all day for The sun to… Read More Heatwave
Tired feet shuffle Down worn dusty paths Not knowing where they’re going Not finding a way back To the place, they used to know To a time, they weren’t so tired When the road that lay ahead Was swiftly traveled and admired With a lightness of step On a path barely worn When feet… Read More Tired Feet
We wait for the sun To dry up the rain We wait for God To heal all our pain We wait to start living ‘til it’s time to die We wait too long To finally ask why We wait forever For stars to align Unable to see Their abstract design We wait and we… Read More We Wait
