Tag: growing up

The Seekers

The Seekers

The stars play hide and seekWith the skylines in your eyesDouble vision horizonsDeepening blue ocean tonesLightweight tinseled breath,Inhaling constellations — connections.Under the surface, we exist.We are the seekers.But what are “we”?Each twinkling shoots,Knocking their neighbors like bocce in summerBringing them closer, more intimate,Yet further by 

My Childhood Metronome

My Childhood Metronome

Childhood echoes bounce through my windowA nostalgic drumming that still peeks through my blindsA beat with no answerA tune without timeThe metronome pauses for years without warningIs it battery-run, did the battery die?Can you replace something that was never alive?Or just spark with what fuels 

Fences and Thrones

Fences and Thrones

If only you’d stopped running,You’d know the truth by now,If you’d only brought your head backDown from all those clouds,And I’m disappointed that in all thatTime you were the one,Who would blend with all the others—Another one that loves to run.So you’re sitting on the 

On the Dot

On the Dot

     Let me tell you something about being punctual. First of all, the last time I used the phrase “been more punctual” my friend laughed and he proceeded to muse about how only I would choose such diction over the more common, “on time.” Actually 

Forget-Me-Knot

Forget-Me-Knot

Tie the knot of a love detouraround the turn the heart shall befriendfinding truth and simplicity galoreslowly waiting to reach the endcrawling along a tortured roadallowing only thoughts to flowerupt in fervid flame to goadchanging the light, now able to gothe stop sign stands around 

The edges are tired— but so am I

The edges are tired— but so am I

I asked you to snap it. In case I forget. Lost in the bedsprings. Laced with regret. Wave up the net, Cut through the air, Away she may fly— but the flight will be fair.  The world is so wide, The turns go on endless.