Wednesday, February 24, 2016

Just Like Superman

Hang in there. I'm on my way. 

Tuesday, February 23, 2016

Tonic and Gin Won

The beautiful never go far
and it makes no matter
whether we cringe inside


roar in defiance at the stars.
This poem gets a bit windy,
but I suppose it needed to be said. 

Monday, February 22, 2016


Maybe it's my love of ghosts, but in your absence I feel more confident than ever before.

Sunday, February 21, 2016

A Change of Pace

Let’s go for a walk down a path we’ve never seen before.

Don’t reach for the map by the door on your way out. We’ll be okay just going where the stones take us.

Some time with you, away from the chaos of the world, that’s all I really need to get through this. 

Saturday, February 20, 2016

Keep Your Chin Up

I just thought you should know that I remember shaking in your shoes, standing where you stand, and it's all going to be okay. There is no need to worry, worry does nothing but hurt you.

Repeat after me:
I'm going to be okay. 

Thursday, February 18, 2016

I am Immortal (With You)

You give me wings to fly
through a million rings
in one minute or less.

You offer me a chance
to see the world from
the surface of the moon.

You help me get this harness
on whenever I crave mountain
climbing, I’ll scale Everest - by sundown.

You taught me that
falling is nothing to fear
because to you I am immortal.

Wednesday, February 17, 2016

I - Mission Avenue

Birds free - open sky
Broke chains long ago -
He ran away - Empty
Back to his ego -

Resting within a Fallen
House of Cards -
Locked Doors - Shattered Windows
Closet smoking and a drunk Fridge -

They get so Crazy -
"Searching" themselves -
Each self Forgotten -
So what's to Miss?

Tuesday, February 16, 2016

Among the Trees

And if you continue to hold me up
so high with such a gentle touch
I will never fear the fall -

Even if the ground shaking
drags the two of us down
farther than we’ve ever been.

If you continue to support me
with such ease and effort
I will never love another so purely.

Monday, February 15, 2016

Sunshiney Roses

I like to think that beauty outshines the madness - that petals are more brilliant than thorns could ever be potent.

Maybe that’s how you’ve managed to keep me alive for so long with nothing more than a glass jar, a handful of dirt, some water, and a spoonful of lullabies filled with nothing but the utmost adoration. 

Sunday, February 14, 2016

What Candy Hearts Don't Say

Perhaps you just haven't noticed it yet, but everything I say to you is really only another way of pointing out how wonderful you are to me. 

Saturday, February 13, 2016

World Wide Internet

Something is seriously wrong with humanity if societies all over the world can continue to tear you down without so much as a second thought.

Don't worry though, Hun. Together, you and I can change the world.

Friday, February 12, 2016

Firefly Light

And still, sometimes, when I can't sleep I make tea and pretend that you made it for me. Then I sit outside in the middle of the back yard staring at the sky wondering how we went from being so far but feeling so close to being close and feeling so far.

Thursday, February 11, 2016

Finally Getting Somewhere

If all the world truly is a stage, when it's my turn to play the lead and I look out to the audience will I find you in attendance or will you have better things to do by then?

I'm just curious, 'cause I've always been in the front row for you. 

Wednesday, February 10, 2016

Terrifically Transfixed

Maybe it’s a story no one else is ever going to understand. Perhaps no one is going to be bothered in taking the time to read it, slowly, page by page the way it deserves to be read.

But at least if it’s devoured by a starving beast simply skimming the surface, I’ll still die knowing the truth.

And nothing will ever be better than that. 

Anticipating Spring Violets

We all have some growing to do, it just so happens you and I have a bit more dying to do first. 

Tuesday, February 9, 2016

No Matter the Color

Maybe you realized that you'd touched all the hearts you could and that was enough for you.

There could be pages missing from the books they are writing about you and it might not have been your choice.

You could have made a mistake somewhere between then and now, but I guess I won't ever get to ask about your smile.

Wherever you are, please know, I wasn't finished with your presence. But I hope you are better now. 

Monday, February 8, 2016

Puppies Become Wolves

No.  Being fateful isn't as beautiful as they tell you. It gets you all knotted and tangled in someone else's problems.

What you really need is simply honesty. 

Sunday, February 7, 2016

Saturday, February 6, 2016


You lay there next to me venturing through
the oceans in my eyes, singing "Hallelujah"
as if each line was the phrase, "I love you"
in disguise. Your smile lit up the dark room
with a brilliant shine and sang with a voice
that not even a mother could like - but it was


Falling leaves sat on the window ledge
trying to get in to the show, but glass
is the best bouncer around - not a single
one snuck back stage until the night was


Lyrics everyone's heard at least once before
and imagery that's beyond gorgeous in its
own way - what could be better than getting
serenaded on a Friday night and dreams
waiting just around the corner to come flooding in?


Friday, February 5, 2016

Tea With the Stars

I know you like to hide within your cloak of midnight soaked dreams, but you and I both know you'd be so much happier if you could only entertain the beauties of reality when you're awake.

Then you'd never live anything other than joyfully.

Thursday, February 4, 2016

Foggy Glasses

In a world with so much beauty and so few moments of peace, what if it really has any value?

If you figure it out, please let me know. 

Wednesday, February 3, 2016

Poorly Patched Together

You might want to get your priorities sorted out before you start throwing sticks and stones my way.

My house may be fragile, but at least I have something - unlike you. 

Tuesday, February 2, 2016

If Time Were an Economist

There’s a council in your head and in your heart bickering away the days until you figure out what it is you really stand for.

I hope you decide soon or you’ll die in the crossfire of a meaningless war.

You against yourself. That’s all it will ever be. Until you make some choices.

Monday, February 1, 2016

All up to One

Light races through the gem in my ring as I write my homework for class tonight and I think there's something wonderful about the way there's such a spectrum to something so simple.

Kinda like laughter fighting away storms behind the eyes of someone you love.

Or being in love. With someone like you.