Tuesday, August 30, 2016

Frozen with Fear


Close your eyes and take a deep breath. Somewhere in the middle of all that sunbleached darkness you will see the core of your dreams.

Use this to travel far and find your way.

It works for any type of being lost. 

Monday, August 29, 2016

Late Night Coffee


You continue asking why I always leave my keys at home, knowing full well that the door will be locked when I get back there.

The answer couldn't be any more simple; it gives me more time to spend with you. 

Sunday, August 28, 2016

Watching the Bridge Rot


Sometimes I tell myself you are around to keep my more... whimsical ideas grounded.
I finally understand that's the only reason you ever approached me.
But you're dreams are all so much more interesting than mine. 

Friday, August 26, 2016

The Battle Plan


You remember more of how the world collapsed upon you than when it helped build you higher into the skies.

Laugh a little more, smile often and all of this will seem more kind. 

Thursday, August 25, 2016

The Clouds are Trying to Settle In


There once was a time where you were delighted just by waking up to a room filled with rogue rays of sunlight.

Lately that cheery greeting upsets you enough for you to settle further into the covers with more pillows over your eyes.

For days like that, I hope you remember, I'm always here ready to take your hand and help you up or through. 

Wednesday, August 24, 2016

Just a Shot in the Dark


Maybe whisky at midnight and coffee at 2 a.m. won't solve any of your problems, but candle light and a creative energy might.

Give it a try and then tell me it did or didn't work. 

Tuesday, August 23, 2016

West Coast Sunsets


You always were my bet on the painter of the skies out here. I mean, the west coast has always been heavy handed with your favorite colors and the rains never seem to fade away - much like the storms you begged for as you lived so far away from the slightest drop.

Thank you for being such a worldly artist.

Monday, August 22, 2016

Soar


When you were young all you wanted to do was fly. Now that you've got your wings you're afraid to leave the nest.

Go ahead and take a chance, the sky protects all who believe.

Friday, August 19, 2016

Potential to This


And perhaps you and I have more to do here than just existing. Only we won't know until you breath this toxic mess out of your lungs and away from me. 

Wednesday, August 17, 2016

History Books Always Omit This


There was a time when every word I wrote was meant for one person. It was just a point in time when one person meant more to me than I thought anyone else ever could. Little did I know how wrong I was. As the days passed and more ink was spilled I slowly came to the realization that they were just another person. Once the full force of that hit me though I began to claim that these words are merely the last in my bag and I am going to use them so that you never feel alone again. I decided that I would sit down each day, slice open a new vein and write how I was feeling so that someone when that when you felt that was feeling so that when you felt the same way you felt better because you knew that someone else had felt to same too. Because knowing that is exactly enough for you, sometimes.

Tuesday, August 16, 2016

Pink: A New Shade


Slowly he adds pigment to the plastic, white, overly clean pallet from bright, vivid bottles; he's almost too precise with the basics. Then he picks up a ratty, little brush, nothing more than a handle now, and mixes together as though they will soon be exactly what he is looking for - effortlessly, the way everything else has done in his life. This is exactly why she calls him the mixer, the master, of emotions. 

Monday, August 15, 2016

Queen of August


Just so you know, you could be a make-shift summer baby with daisy chain crowns and a fairy-wing flapping sort of heart. By doing so you'd allow yourself the hopeful chance of letting this all just roll off your back and out of your life. 

For the Young and Free


There's always that one summer 
that effortlessly takes you back 
no matter how old you are. 

With lyrics that you just can't forget 
and a face that smiles in all your dreams. 
And a sun that never feels cold - 
even when there are grey skies 
they're bordered in silver silken 
angel feathers. Butterflies to 
kiss noses and grass with dew 
that licks your toes all day long. 

It's a summer filled with 
an irreplaceable love for life 
and I'm so glad you 
were a part of mine.

Sunday, August 14, 2016

Light Fights Back


Darkness spent the night on your doorstep and knocked at daybreak. He told you things you've only heard in nightmares and you took hos hand in that moment. I know how consuming his ebony heart can be, but Darling, I'm reaching in ready to pull you out in a moment's notice. 

Saturday, August 13, 2016

On with It


I cannot say where the clouds will take you, but I can promise the sky will never be too far of a flight from me to you. 

Friday, August 12, 2016

Yesterday Makes Two Years


For calling myself a poet, I must be doing a terrible job. I can't find any words with enough power and love to thank you for all this time you've helped me to live and enjoy this life I've got.

Oh, and I almost forgot, thank you for allowing me to make you smile so much. It's a glorious sight to see. 

Wednesday, August 10, 2016

Two New T-Shirts


Now that you're facing the threshold to another year, I hope you can honestly tell me you enjoyed the last. 

Tuesday, August 9, 2016

Even Superman has to Learn Again Sometimes


If healing every broken wing were as easy as tying a splint made of twig and grass to the wound every one of us would know the taste of clouds and be addicted. Because it is difficult, and for good reason, I hope you know I love you so much that I will be by your side until you know what the sky tastes like every moment of every day.

Please fly safely so you can return after your journey.

Monday, August 8, 2016

Nothing Left to Fear


Someday this mighty sky will lure you in with the promise of returning you to cotton candy coated autumns. 

Sunday, August 7, 2016

On with It


I cannot say where the clouds will take you, but I can promise the sky will never be too far of a flight from me to you. 

Saturday, August 6, 2016

Friday, August 5, 2016

(S)He Never Lies



I was searching for enlightenment unlike that which was already understood and accepted. I found every answer I could ever need in you. 

Wednesday, August 3, 2016

Bathing in Fresh Air


Faded purple petals fall around me, music plays from my headphones peacefully along side the gentle buzzing from the bees above my head, the brilliant emerald "wannabe" grass shimmers in the spring sunlight, and I wonder how you would like to sit beside me reading the words that inspired me to write things like this out loud to me. It's one of those scenes, those moments you love so much, but still can't accurately put into description for others - so why don't you join me next weekend?

Tuesday, August 2, 2016

Queen of this Damned Fate


Do you remember how you felt the night you knew you could take on the world and anything in it? When you were filled with bubbly, gleeful joy that took weeks to settle, keep it. And remember it. 

Monday, August 1, 2016

Come Home Soon


Darling, I hope you enjoy spreading your wings for the first time. But should you need anything please don't hesitate to reach me.