come, stay and let's talk. it's a good day to be alive
ah darn, coding is hard
I don’t want to waste time
staring at the monitor
drying up like a beached squid
what I want to do
I want to talk to you
I want to sit next to you
listening to this tune
reading this book
maybe if you’re here
it might be easier to code
but then again
it might be my procrastination
doing the talk.
10.30.2022
vague to-do lists
looming deadlines
portent emails
whimsical meetings
perhaps these are what you call a “stress”
but in the end
life is short.
do what matters to you.
all else shall follow.
10.29.2022
I pray I don’t sway
by praise nor blame
that I stay away
from temptatious ways
that I’ll stay true
regardless of whether others will see through
I pray that there will be light
that there will be laughter and smile
diligent work built on trust
humble honesty weaving a society just
hopeful in dreams of eventual reunion
teeming with faithful heart for a communion.
10.28.2022
I am ready.
every second
it’s a big bang of serendipity.
albeit your brief presence
it’s been a whirlwind of rhapsody.
I am ready
to honor the code of your dignity
to open ears and eyes to your voice
and to be the faithful guard to your principles
10.27.2022
notice the light, the shadow, and shapes
have you noticed how much time has passed?
many things have happened
while there wasn’t much time for pondering
flippant words in my writing troubles me
while my dear heart yearns to rumble again
are you still alive?
If you are, I’d like to see you write again
not a superficial one,
but one that’s deeper, heavier, and moving.
10.26.2022
it really depends on what light you see things
under the glorious morning sunshine
all you see may be despair and pain
in darkest days of the year
you might find hope in small sparkling lights
how do you see the world now?
how will this moment be remembered?
what do you want it to be?
between things we can control
and things we cannot control
there is a fine line of freedom
10.25.2022
it’s like a blindsided hit
the way curve hall strikes
or waves pushes against:
how obstacles come in the way
just as you taste the sweet smooth sailing
all comes crashing down
as if they had been waiting
ah well.
once more into the fray, it is then.
one more day.
one more chance.
10.24.2022
home is where I feel good the most
it is where I smile,
where I take off my mask
and dream of past and future
home is where I stand
a place I view the world from
a place of dignity and privacy
and a place for new start
home is where I breath
perform morning rituals
and call your name tenderly.
10.23.2022
I am grateful
that I have lived
yet another day
my thoughts,
not as concentrated as past
yet survives
more to be understood,
hidden behind veils,
while I enjoy this trip
I am grateful
for every step
towards bright fulfillment bouquet
10.22.2022
thank you for being there
beyond the realm of observable and logic
somewhere in between “yes I can” and limits to what’s feasible.
I learned my lessons hard way,
but I learned there ain’t a breath controll
that can save us all.
10.21.2022
Ralph with Coffee 
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