(2013)
Sometimes I tend to over think things or get too caught up in my own thoughts.
No words escape me The sun will rise tomorrow Or so I am told
Such an empty sky Countless pensive glances are Over and over Swallowed swift, before their time If only I could keep them
Delicate surprise From behind blind-folded eyes That glint of glitter Sprinkle, sprinkle, floating down We reach out, we grasp, we drink
To etch a love song No earthy ink can suffice Only color drawn From such a naive heart-well Could paint even an inkling
The mind of a girl That swirling vertex of bright Is unreachable So we put up these steel walls When we could have built a bridge!
Foggy morning sky Your veil remains untouched by The flags of Autumn How cruel of you to kidnap Such keen keepsakes of your kin
Twelve in numbered spin Once reaching double digits Feel the crisp brisk sweeps Sudden gentle remainders Subtle breath of orange array
Ask me who he is A tall tree and branches keen words drop; leaves shaken I try to collect them all But forget them by the stream
Tiny flashing lights Figures entwine together Closer and closer ‘closer than ever’ they say Beside our computer screens
A sudden rain flux A faintly calling whisper To turn off eyelids Yet I cannot shake my dream For just another hour
Is there something dark? Dark, dark, deep down inside me Something that keeps me Away from the center ring A divergent path indeed
Five points to this as stated thus… Five; to pick up things once falle… Four; to grasp all things from wir… Three; to greet, to cheat, and din… Two; to bind wild lovers with gold…
To puddle one’s words Few are willing to admit Myself least of all To fall and land upon earth Closer to Earth than before?
Once my beating heart Matched steel drum lines to-to-toe Teaching metronomes But now my beat has fallen Into syncopated depths
Bickering tree frogs Endless croaking back and forth Dream a soothing song One where two branches can meet In this capital forest
