unfocused day dreams//a poem

i’d dream for daysfilling every hour withwishing i had the powerto force beauty into bloom; i am looking in the wrong places for beauty andlife andhope. i want to dwell on you and all that you are andpleaselet my hours befilled only and all withThee.

discarding what we never owned

garage saleshave an ethereal feelto them.seeing someone else’s house spread overthe designated space of earth andsurveying their memories with a host of other onlookers;how invasive it would be had they not invited us.bright neon bold two-thickness type telling the world to come and buy what they are discardingdust stirring and settlingon the sidewalk and overContinue reading “discarding what we never owned”

these leaves are alive

i am afraid of becoming like the leaves that fall to the ground in autumn,brown and decaying and no longer beautiful or alive but still creating, no longer looked at or needed butas i look more closely at the leaves on the floori see that they are host to lives of their own, lives whichContinue reading “these leaves are alive”

//glass//

I am in a glass box and I don’t know how to escape it. I have seen tigers ablaze and actors fake it, half wrung clothes spread out to dry, knowing no one would come to take them in because their purpose had been washed away like the dirt that stained them, I I seeContinue reading “//glass//”

//reflection//

Look in the mirror, analyze every feature. Even though neither them nor the mirror actually tell me who I am. I still trust them, lust after everything that they say that I can gain from this pain. Suck in, breathe small, Don’t slouch, stand tall, One more mile before I fall. Is this all? IsContinue reading “//reflection//”

//He Sees//

When you are tired Rest in peace Breathe in Be still And know he sees The words spoken over you Do not define The sparkle of life In your eyes Don’t be afraid of it Don’t try to hide Live boldly and speak What’s shouting inside Tonight was draining so When you’re helpless call TheContinue reading “//He Sees//”

Advent Through Poetry Day TWENTY-FOUR (The Child)

GUYS! We made it!! Not quite on time, perhaps, but today is the twenty-fourth day of poetry. I hope you have enjoyed this as much as I have 🙂 For my last poem I’m trying my hand at spoken word poetry….perhaps my brothers and I will do it together sometime and I’ll post a vidContinue reading “Advent Through Poetry Day TWENTY-FOUR (The Child)”