(2014)
I feel empty unceasingly until you come along and fill my heart to bursting
I wrote this while thinking of you so I guess you could say this poem is eight years in the making
I know that you were there in my dreams and in my arms Every dream we
The pen must be mightier than the sword For there is nothing that will spill your guts faster than a bit of ink that says
There is poetry in nature better left to be spoken wordlessly by the breeze
I hope this is postmarked before my death certificate is dat… but you’ll know why if it is or if it isn’t If you get this in time
My heart was paper now folded six times over to make it harder to tear I only hope that
To put it simply each beat of your heart is a gift that I receive with the anticipation of a child at christmas
I get my silence in five minute doses before the plane overhead brings me back to earth
There is something to be said of a true friend One who will pull the knife from your back One who will stitch the wounds
If nature were so flattered by poems written with itself in mind as people are we would be moving mountains
If I was once the tallest mountain your love was the wind that eroded me to nothing
Autumn sneaks in preceding dormancy Leaves take on new beauty with nothing left in them but a fa… Individually insignificant
Life is an uphill struggle Nothing comes easy and only hard work pays off I don’t like hard work was my 5 word protest
I would write a sweet poem and title it with your name if I loved you at all
