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Worth
You left one summer night:
A flash of light stripping
The world of color, birds
Of flight, Leaving only
Pip-pip-pips in the trees
Dark now, within the leaves;
‘I am here now, come— see!’
Hearts beating in their chests:
Silence falls within the nests
I trip and words flee from me;
The world is out of bounds!
You are no longer mine—
Rushing wings have no sound,
The foxes have dined.
The Day The Poetry Died
Not that long ago
I can still remember how poetry
Used to make me smile
And I hoped if I had the chance
I could pen that pure romance
And maybe I'd feel better for awhile
But January made me shiver
With every headline they'd deliver
His instant retribution
Endangered constitution
I remember how I cried
When our country's Anthem was decried
Something killed me deep inside
The day the poetry died
Gaining Weight
I've just begun
auditing my wardrobe.
So many items
no longer fit me.
At first
I reacted
in a negtive way
and then I stopped those thoughts
and began to comprehend
the reasons why
this was happening.
Three years ago
after Shaya died
I stopped eating
as much as I
usually do.
Morning Breeze
When morning sunshine hit the side of your face.
The shadow may bring sadness to your eyes.
Eyes flooded with tears .
Butterflies in the wind.
Wind howling across the ocean breeze.
Brings a flicker of light In the sky above
My eyes have healed The tears within
Making my ❤️ bring Smiles with Butterflies in the wind.
Unreachable
That first day
The first time
When my eyes were filled
With all of you
And since that day
Through bell’s and floods
Through all of these things
From afar I watched
And dreamt and yearned
And then today
When the words were finally spoken
I know that now
You, the amazing you
Will always
Be unreachable
And so the road opens
The journey begins
Walk away
From the one who
Is unreachable
Yoga Nidra
Working
all the parts
of my body,
the rotation.
Rewinding
all the muscles
everywhere
bit by bit.
Slowly.
Gently.
Smoothly.
Feeling my way
all over.
Reviving.
Restoring.
Reconstructing.
All for the benefit
of my mind and body.
Calm.
Peace.
Clarity.
Serenity.
No turning back
We’re standing on the edge, no turning back,
The future’s in our hands, it’s a well-worn track.
The road’s been tough, but we’re making it rek,
With every step forward, we rise from the wreck.
Challenges come, but we’ll never feel the slack,
‘Cause with every move, there’s no turning back.
Cathode God
From there to here
The water flows
Carrying hopes
So dissolved
The power of the few
Revered by the many
TV sheep
Believers of the cathode god
Sadness flows with this river
Sadness and fear
the to and fro crescent
At the end of the day
Once everything’s done
your stress turns to grey
And your soul's been wrung
You can look to the cosmos
And you know it be soon
Drip away all your sorrows
Because rises the moon