come, stay and let's talk. it's a good day to be alive
when I love,
I am ready to pay the price.
if I must,
I will withstand pummeling criticisms,
hold out a hunger,
and be a shield from judging eyes.
if I can,
I will stay as long as I can
until the pain resolves away.
I am ready to pay the price,
for when I am in love.
3.10.2023
be careful if you start hearing sweet words.
do not let your heart be distracted.
walk the walk that you must walk.
speak the truth and hold onto them
even if everyone walks away from you.
be curious when you hear harsh criticisms
remember each of the burning words
implore the meaning within them
for there might be a hidden gem
more precious than you can imagine
3.9.2023
do I need to belong
so that I don’t stand alone
or does the world come along
as I walk through the storm?
lightening and thundering give me headaches
but through it all, the walk is alright.
it’s one none had walked
yet, i am not sure why,
I feel I am at home
3.8.2023
I am glad I was happy for a moment today.
the air was soft and sweet.
the sun graceful and reminiscent.
light and shadow mingled into brushed yeux-orange.
it was a good break for my soul.
I am grateful for this peaceful pause.
3.7.2023
a cat in desperate flight is one none can catch
it will claw its way,
tearing apart the shower curtains,
flapping its arms about
heading towards who knows where
blinded by its own instinct
it’s covered in dust and goo
forcing the human to put it back to the tub
to wash off the dirts.
it repeats again and again
hearting both the human and the cat
until one tires out
or the shower is done.
3.6.2023
relax a little
your body knows
from thousands of trainings
when the lightening strikes
how to fix the intricate problem.
time slows
and you will start to see
how the new world reveals itself
live that moment.
3.5.2023
if you are feeling time is jumping ahead
if you feel snapshots of memories blurring
if you feel frozen as your muscles burn,
perhaps you’ve reached closer to your limit
steeped in your dark coffee
if you’ve realized it,
it’s time to pull the lever
and turn off the lights.
sweet dreams.
3.4.2023
be ware of the plastic bag
it’s chasing after you
faster than you are walking away
maybe it finally got upset
to be forsaken on the street like that
maybe it will lash out its vengeance
oh wait
it’s just passing by
I guess it was just pushed by the hard winds
yeah, what can a plastic bag do?
but you know, I heard
global warming might bring wind and some
who knows, the plastic bag,
maybe it wanted to tell you something.
3.3.2023
hi there.
I apologize for not realizing you were here.
perhaps it was negligent on my part.
I appreciate all the work you put in to help.
in its crude form, I can see what you meant.
now, together, let’s pave our way
towards one we feel right
instead of blindly rushing forward.
I believe we can do it together.
I have trust in our potential.
3.2.2023
when I realized I was running,
a whirlwind took the world.
everything else changed,
morphed, and disappeared.
only the memory remained.
I woke up in before the dawn,
in silence, I recognized the ghosts:
the fame, the power, and the glory.
I stared at them,
and in time, they walked away quietly.
3.1.2023
Ralph with Coffee 
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