Friday, July 20, 2012

late and lost...


the love of the sand talks up through me 
soggy, sad hands
the big eye that stares at me, from sky
works my bones, exposes my lies
done with the loves i so hang on...the ones lost
i tip my hat to them for what accomplishments they have made
they've made me...
the one i am....broken, reborn, retread, left for dead....

i would rather leave
i saw the cupped sleeves....much less and wanting...just grasping at straws for the day...
i knew them once then...

break your tongue...tear the sky or earth open
what else or ever you sang on just rebury our home.............
you took me..the distance...unsaid..unworked....dug deep and falling within my words...
flatlined, my heart breaks hold...

Monday, July 16, 2012

our notes...


you bend my notes
they waltz into our next song
i talk in tone, i walk with letters, left alone
left to love
breath,
left for life
bring your speak to me
converse in rhythm... mixed along...
one word seems the same
thoughts create and remain
 
the looks we share,
stare much different
I stalk my ground and branch to you...
why........are you there........
the left of me cares for most of you..

Sunday, July 1, 2012

grow...


the warm streets curve

rarely to stare towards detour

conditioned patterns paint us

forging the rest and building up....upon.....blind plans...

waving steps 

on and beyond

big directed sense of direction

a mirror of words worth longing...for....

something such as love, belief, and what never met you in person.....

troubled with talking to walls

lost

listening to halls...where spirits remain.......

burdened by the stain

reign all emotions in....

a sincere wish granted

for the earth to breath at

leave seeds to bleed, work the dirt to grow, bury time.........it will come to us