Choices

You remember waking up to
warm bodies intertwined
every daybreak, every sunrise
a musical loop that serves to remind

You loved the sleep in her eyes and
the taste of morning on her lips
Hours of talking and reminiscing
in between smiles and coffee sips

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She liked hers with cream no sugar
you took yours black and sweet
Those lazy Sunday mornings
in between crumpled sheets

You remember her hand in yours
how it was such a perfect fit
and how holding her in your arms
was as natural as instinct

Now
your sheets are still crumpled
but your coffee tastes bitter
your mornings are chilly
and you know that you miss her

Your bed is empty
it looms larger in your room
as you focus on the ring she left
next to a bottle of her perfume

Reminding you of your choices
and the right you had to make them
Reminding you of your promises
and the right you had to break them

One moment you’re drowning and
the next you’re dying of thirst
All you know is the moment is gone
and it could not be rehearsed

The choice was yours to make
it was the choice you chose to take —
your choice became your burden
your greatest mistake

Some live and some die
in that one moment of regret
The moment moves on
but you will never forget.

 

“We are our choices.”  ~ Jean-Paul Sartre

Inside These Fortress Walls

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If I could get enough of a running start
I would leap above these walls (you’ve erected)
catapult myself straight into your heart.
I would join you inside your fortress
and never look back

I would dodge every cannon ball
each and every archer’s arrow
I would fight an entire army
I would slay every pharaoh

I would spread my wings and fly
clear this serpent-filled moat (you’ve constructed)
glide through your lantern-lit window
and land softly upon your chamber floor,
I would gather you gently
behind this closed fortress door.

I would humbly kneel before you
hold out my  scimitar sword..
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you can run it right through me
without a single word.

But as stillness embraces this darkest of night
I beg you to witness this weary phoenix’s flight
With tattered wings
I risked all for your heart,
I saw the end of this journey
before I saw the start.

If you would allow me to stay
and give me a chance
this is the last play
my very last dance
What it comes down to in the end
is what’s right and what’s true –
In the end its just me
and its you.

Ransom

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In night this ransomed heart
self held in quiet captivity
past dreams as seasons pass
make way light path’s serenity

In light this ransomed heart
doth bleed
into chalices overflowing
and rains upon the hollow reed
a melody softly blowing

It mourns of rogue and shattered dreams
it sings in brilliant azure hue:
What price doth satisfy
self capture’s ransom due?

Poetic Rain

He is in love
with God and poetry
A dreamer bent on ecstasy
On a promised date with destiny
he sails and sails the endless sea

She is in love
with God and the falling rain
A lover caught in a lover’s refrain
A passenger on passing trains
she roams and roams the barren plains

They are in love
with God and beautiful things
Two wanderers, each searching for their other wing
In hopeful prayer they greet each spring
anxiously awaiting what kismet brings

Though paths may cross and they find one another
will they recognize the gaze of their fated lover
Or searching,
searching will they ever remain
forever seeking poetic rain

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All Of Me

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I saw you sitting in that dimly lit shop
nursing your coffee as if it might drop
Your eyes were so distant yet so firmly set
I didn’t know you
yet

We were
two lonely voyagers who happened to meet
once in a lifetime
oh your eyes smiled so sweet
on the road to some place we knew not where
we only knew
that we’d know it..
when we got there..
oh we’d know it,
when we got there.

I don’t have much but what I got
You can have it
My heart, my soul
If you can bear it, it’s yours
The tears in these eyes,
the scars that you see,
they are not that pretty
but they are all of me.
They are all of me

Once in a lifetime
You can have all of me

Oh we danced ‘neath that night sky
so bright were the stars
we moved to a song
heard with only our hearts

Your touch was like magic
you played me so well
strings of healing, our  music
was a harmonious spell

And I knew..
all my life I’d been waiting
waiting for someone like you

I don’t have much but what I got
You can have it
My heart, my soul
If you can bear it, it’s yours
The tears in these eyes,
the scars that you see,
they are not that pretty
but they are all of me.
They are all of me

Once in a lifetime
You can have all
of me

In The Quiet

I felt it in my soul when
you screamed with all your  might
a scream that pierced the night
a lightning bolt that ripped the sky in two
In your searching  I felt you

On that mountaintop  or diving in the deep
there is no escape
it finds you in your sleep
That subtle awareness you feel in your bones
As you try to find truth in your songs and your poems
It stays with you until you finally listen
A gentle reminder of all you’ve been missing

It all seems so distant now
as you drift into your sorrow
But you will find me
in the quiet
among the burrows of your tomorrow

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Empty As A Reed Flute

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You ask me why I no longer write..

How do I write

when I have lost my ability to feel

lost my ability to bleed

to cry

How can I write
when the fountain has run dry

and the inkwell sits secluded.
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How can I write
when all I can do is sit and stare
at a mirror of

all that I am incapable of
in love,

laying an offering at the altar of forgiveness
trying so hard to clean up this mess
of my life.


Of what do I write
when the slate is wiped clean
and the words no longer form.

Of whom do I write
when they all appear like mirages,
smoky images with ghost-like visages.

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Empty as a reed flute I remain
patiently awaiting the breath of fire.

There is a distant song of longing —
I ache to listen through the mire.

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