Welcome back

I have been gone a while. The words still come, sometimes in waves,

other times they sit floating around as a fallen leaf on a puddle.

I have not been speaking into the wind,

no ears catch my voice

I wrap my self up

Rowing the boat downstream

Scrolling through pictures
Your shape has changed
But those eyes are the same
I am looking past the you
Into the what ifs
The paths my life could have taken
I am no longer missing,left
Only longing
The choices I have made
Or failed to make
From indecision
Or procrastination
Have brought me to here
The dock of waiting
Vergil happy to guide me
Me happy to be still
For just a moment or two
All those fantastic minds
Flying off to fabulous adventures
Memories to fill scrapbooks
Checked off lists
My quiet life safe safe safe.
I expect returns on no risky investments
The one thing I have invested in has been given short shrift
Time has come for me

For Closure

The house is crumbling
with it comes the feeling of wind
At a cliffs edge
To take off soaring
Or plunge into the crashing ocean below
The house is empty
Except for the echoes
With it comes the feeling of sadness
Of potential possibilities
Flowers never planted
Birthday parties never celebrated
Home being someplace else

Room 365

There is frost on the windows
Etching a past
The room is empty
But for a chair

The chair stands vacant
A stiff welcome
In a cold room
With frost on the windows

The street light flickers
Strobing orange glow
An eerie light show
Sparkling the frost

The dust lays thick
Long undisturbed
No footsteps creaking
Or laughter heard

The curtains a ghostly stature
Swaying slightly from the draft
From the frost covered windows
Hanging thick with remembrances

The door is closed
The key lies on the floor
The lock is open
Useless

Tiny glass balls

A thousand tiny glass balls
Scatter crashing to the ground
Dreams like mist escaping as they break
Fragments of glass cutting her feet
Bloodied footprints lead the way home.
The rains come washing
Now no trace
Thunder rolls on

Self work

From the deep
shadows can lurk
Buried Strength
also comes from there
Scary stuff
strong and bold
Challenge can welcome either in.

Souls willing to (bear/bare)
The power of strength
More mighty than shadows
Can reap the glory
of inner peace

But those drawn to shadows
Become one
one day
Folding inward forever and ever
Like a mirror reflecting itself

Grace

She moves easily
With grace and thought
Always thinking
Never caught
In the middle
Or out in the cold
And when she acts
It’s always bold
She had the answers
For herself
And fuck it all
To success or wealth
She meets her needs
And some others too
And when she moans
It’s because of you
And each movement
Is purposeful and right
And she lives all day
And she feels all night
She wants more than the world can give
And when she dreams
She dreams big
Come to her
Hold her tight
And tell her,
And show her,
It’s alright.

The cat is snoring

The children are lost in a world I have no passport to
The cars pass outside, forever going on and on
I lay awake barely moving
Preserving this moment in time.
My eyes fall to the window
The glass is frosted and cold
My love is gone till evening
Thoughts must be held for then.
This day is remembered slowly
Each other has tumbled past
Moments forgotten so easily
I hold on to one.

Today

Today comes again
The beauty of day breaking
The alarm buzzes

In the Park

He sits
On a bench
In the park
In fall

He wonders
About her
In the park
They fell in love

He watches
All the leaves
In the park
Fall