Monday, November 30, 2015

The Best Guest

Someday you are going to invite yourself over for dinner and you're going to say that you love the meal (even if you can barely eat it). When you are finished eating you will invite yourself up the stairs and into my library. You will see all the journals and notebooks I have filled over the years - I will let you peruse them as you please.

And as strange as it seems, you will leave as a completely different soul.

Sunday, November 29, 2015

Entering Reality

I’m not going to ask you some psychological mumbo-jumbo, overly used, ordinary question like, “what’s your favorite color?”... “Oh, so you’re this, that, and this” just to learn your basics. I won’t tell you that we’re perfect just because we like the same bands and a movie or two. And I can’t promise any sort of forever, or even just a lifetime when I say “I love you”. But each time I ask a question, I’m honestly curious and everything we have in common is just a little more glue for our frame. Oh, and every single time I do say words like those, I’ll sincerely mean them, with every fiber of my being, in those moments (and I’ll remember them forever). Because this should be real and honest and true. Even if it doesn’t last. 

Saturday, November 28, 2015

The Tides Returned

You never used to be so poetic, words weren't ever your strong suit at all  but neither were numbers spelled out in equations. Romanticism  was never your friend and the way we always stayed in made me feel like you were ashamed of me - like I was an embarrassment of a lover. So I broke myself down and I lied, I tore you to shreds and I ran away long before you had the sense to call an ambulance. I didn't realize that our love made you so unstable, and how could I when you were never even there?

So don't let my return drag your heart up to the shore from the furthest, darkest depths if you're going to take that as false hope and try to steal someone else's chance t happiness.

Maybe we both made mistakes, but there was a reason I left and you stayed in that world you created in your head. 

Friday, November 27, 2015


It's not that we needed another

sunrise -

simply that we were waiting
on Dawn

for all the wrong reasons.

Thursday, November 26, 2015

Happy Thanksgiving!!!!!!!

Just so you know, because today's the day you're supposed to share your wealth with the world, because today's all about what you have and not what you lack - I just wanted to tell you: I am grateful for you.

For being a reader and coming here as often as you do.

For being a friend and letting me rant to you four or five days a week.

For being part of the family as you laugh along side memories you've never lived, but relate to whole heartedly.

For every great thing you've ever done for the world that no one else acknowledged.

I am so thankful you found your way to these words. Thank "God" these wires introduced us. 

Tuesday, November 24, 2015

Flags in the Wind

You may bend, wave, or even shake - but there will always be more to you than what meets the eye, 

Monday, November 23, 2015

In Rain

I find peace in rain because then I know that I'm not the only one crying - the world has had
a rough day too. And the way it feels to have the drops smooth out the bumps as they roll down window panes and goosebumps is amazing. I find peace in rain because that way  I don't feel so alone
shattering myself for the good of another.

And the smiles that spread around town as kids splash through puddles of clarity instead of the muddy banks of confusion. It's beautiful. I find peace in rain because rain is rare, as am I, we don't come around here every day like the sand and the surf or the concerts in L.A. And together we are unstoppable, incredible, invincible -

two outliers ready to shift the entire balance of this plane.

Sunday, November 22, 2015

Left to Wonder

We just needed time to go our separate ways,
the kind of time that makes you wonder
what you have where you are and what you want
in the nearing days. The days that lie ahead

in wake and wonder, ready to make
all your past dreams come true.

With promises unbroken and stories
begging to be told, there's something
about the future that welcomed this -

these moments we needed just to sit

by the ocean listening to the waves,
tracing our footprints along the shore,
ranting with the stars above our heads,
visiting the places that hold memories

remembering everything, forgetting nothing.

We just needed time to figure all this out,
days turned into weeks and weeks morphed
into months, which blended into years. . .

I hope you haven't decided on coming back,
because I've found someplace new and
another heart to call my permanent home.

Saturday, November 21, 2015

A Keeper of Symbolism

I am the color sky blue,
I, me, my - we're a

Sky blue, simply time, 
wind, and sand in your

Sky blue, the color 
life spreads
joyfully. . .

I have many meanings, 
but I will always be



Friday, November 20, 2015

Rolling Waves

If I were easy, would you still sit here doing nothing but holding me?

Thursday, November 19, 2015

I'm Still Here

I know you have a lot on your plate right now. And I'm sure that makes things seem darker than they actually are. If you're scared, or worried, or frightened in any way, come back to me. So I can help you laugh again.

Your happiness helps make the rest of the world glisten even when the grey clouds take over the sky. 

Wednesday, November 18, 2015

Flat on Your Face

Taken by a Friend While in Europe
Just laugh it off Darling, everyone falls sometimes

Tuesday, November 17, 2015

Like the Hippies and Poets of Today

Please leave your head in the clouds for all of time.

You’re such a beautiful dreamer. 

Monday, November 16, 2015

Paint me Freely

Because someday you'll be just as famous as Frost's "The Road Less Traveled." Make me give Mona Lisa a run for her money. 

Sunday, November 15, 2015

Smooth Sailing

Just say it, with me, I am perfectly healthy. Everything is alright. I am smart. I am ok. This will soon pass.

Now say it again and this time believe it. 

Saturday, November 14, 2015

Forming Fossils

Someday you and I are going to change the way people around us see the rest of the world. They may not remember our names or faces, but they will most certainly be grateful when the time comes.

Thursday, November 12, 2015

the Devil's Assistant

Silence might be your savior, but to me she's just another homicidal maniac. 

Wednesday, November 11, 2015

Moving into Love

I could stay here for hours lost in the rise and fall of your breathing. I could make a home in your veins or burrow between your arms. We could sit here trading dreams, sharing hope, and feasting on memories soaked in laughter if only you’d say it’s something you want too.  

Tuesday, November 10, 2015

Maybe Someday

When I was young I'd fight to throw away my projects when they were finished. It wasn't that I didn't want or like them, but I knew I could do better and that was all that mattered. You did the same thing with me about writing, my letters, my hope - only I never won a fight with you unless I wanted words spewed from your perfectly parched lips. Not that I'd ever really know what they were like. I should have listened when I was young.

Maybe if I had, you'd still be here. 

Monday, November 9, 2015

Red Hot Coals

You do not get to ruin anymore days of my lifetime. I'm sure this will hurt you more than you have ever hurt me. 

Sunday, November 8, 2015

Thanks for the Fish

I would tell you that everything’s going to be okay, but right now I just can’t promise you a damn thing. 

Saturday, November 7, 2015

Flower Child Pajamas and All

You know, before I moved here, I would've told you
that a good morning was defined by the way
you drank your coffee when you first got out of bed,
not the work on your computer or the leaves of the tree
changing color and falling out in the back yard.

I would have smiled and remarked that using the same
purple coffee mug gave the milk painted espresso
just a little more meaning while the two scoops of sugar
made the day seem sweeter than it ever actually is -
and I'd have laughed as we agreed that would be okay.

But now that I'm here and the world seems so different,
it's not about how you take your brown beans or even
the creamer inside - no, it's really not like that at all.

Really, life is a skinny vanilla latte, with warm milk.
perfect fluffy foam, and just a hint of something to taste.
And your day is what you make of it, especially
if you walk one foot in front of the other all day long,
like the rest of us do - the price of the sedan in the garage
and the buffet next to the bar make no difference at all.

Friday, November 6, 2015

Breathe Some into Me

When you finally learn how to withstand the hardships you've spent so long creating for yourself you will have the power to turn hate into something beautiful. And when you figure that out, I desperately hope that you'll find the time time to teach me. 

Thursday, November 5, 2015

The Fountain of Youth Has been Discovered!

No one ever said you had to grow up. Fondly remembering your memories can you keep you as young as you want. 

Wednesday, November 4, 2015

With the Changing Tides

I stopped wondering where you are, only to begin asking why you left in the first place.

Tuesday, November 3, 2015

Tears of a Shooting Star

I will continue to shine for you for all of Time. Bright enough to blind him to make him pay for splitting our paths so soon. I will continue to shine for you for all of Time. Bright enough for you to make it back, if you want. I will continue to shine for you for all of Time. Bright enough for every other star out there to be jealous enough to be put back in her place. Darling, I will burn so bright that they never know what hit them, bright enough for you to always see where you are going, bright enough to outshine the sun you love so much. 

Monday, November 2, 2015

Thanks to Television

The whole world is watching when you tell them you will win and when you play so hard you're both covered in fresh cuts and scrapes. Every pair of eyes is following your every move when you burn their homes and their schools. Don't you know, we're all tuned in when you throw dirt in their faces and spew those awful phrases under your breath. The whole world is watching, just be careful, the whole world is always watching. 

Sunday, November 1, 2015

Kind Wishes for the Forgotten

It’s not very late but the stars are out, shining brighter than ever, and my midnight angel has taken her place in the sky. I am really not sure where you are, but I know you are probably watching tv with your family and getting ready for another night alone. Dreams are going to flood your mind peacefully as playful ghosts protect you from shadows playing each other foolishly night after night. I know we don’t talk all that much anymore but I still hope that all is well and soon you will be tucked safely between memories and soft sheets. Sleep well darling, and I hope that you wake to only wonderful people and beautiful scenes.