come, stay and let's talk. it's a good day to be alive
it’s as if I woke up
finding myself old.
I am still in the playground,
but now I am the adult
overlooking the kids.
well, let’s play the role
but not to play the same script,
but with my experience imbued,
I will play this role
for the next generation.
11.9.2023
starting at one point,
it was okay to just be okay.
we didn’t need to worry
if the sky will fall or the earth will sink.
we laughed without nervousness
we joked with an abundance of the ocean.
no bitterness or grizzled scars or anger.
we all know where we are headed
and in the end,
we’d all like to remember our smiles and loves.
11.8.2023
this morning,
as I put on my pants in my slumber,
I realized there’s no hole left in my belt;
I had tightened it to its maximum.
there must be a part of me I haven’t recognized.
how much about ourselves
are we letting them slip through our fingers?
11.7.2023
I woke up in the middle of my sleep
because my lungs, gasping for air
as my throat growled with a cry.
I tried to remember what it was I cried for
but the dream had eloped into the darkness.
when I got up from my bed,
I felt a wet sympathy
and a desire to apologize
to my subconsciousness.
11.6.2023
The sun was bright
there were kids on a lawn
joyfully running together.
it was a good day to run.
leaves were leaking warm colors
brisk air hit the lips and nostrils
as my feet launched from the ground.
after a blur of rush of sceneries,
I noticed a smile.
thankfully, it was warm.
11.5.2023
what does it take to remember this moment?
this earth, for instance, how do we remember?
I lucked the ground,
chewed the ground,
and punched the ground
yet it slips from my memories
after many nights of sleeps.
a professor once said, “emotion”
but it’s one shard that hurts me the most
perhaps bitter medicine is the way to go.
11.4.2023
it’s thick of thin things.
I am running fast,
yet the mountains remains vast.
Sun goes up and down,
the rain falls, and tree leaves fall
yet it’s as if I am stuck in slow-mo
what is the secret key
to zoom through it all?
some say it’s a rest,
some say it’s love,
some say it’s serendipity.
I wonder what it could be.
11.3.2023
it’s inevitable.
the feelings imbuing your heart
when there is a touch.
there can be so much connection
in what is said and what is not said.
but without the touch,
I wonder how strong it will be.
11.2.2023
it’s a choice about which future to choose.
my heart says one thing, and my head another.
I’ve tried going with my heart before.
especially when it comes down to choosing a person,
I learned the heart can be misleading.
with people, the answer arrives only too late.
I wonder if I am making the right choice.
I wonder if I can be comfortable in the future
with the choice.
I wonder if I can make a choice without the others’ influence.
we will see in the future.
we will once again,
be tested.
11.1.2023
even if you know you will lose this fight,
give it your everything.
even if it is obvious the outcome will not change,
give it your everything
even if it means you will lose all you have,
give it your everything.
because life is lived but once
and we are given only one chance
how to live at this moment
here and now.
so give it your everything
into whatever you believe in.
10.31.2023
Ralph with Coffee 