Ants

stranded alone in a dark river,
the moon, pinned high above,
only solaces the ant’s waiting
and hopes for a new beginning.

the ant stretches its six legs
grasping onto ephemeral reflection
of the moon on dark river,
its every breath to save the moon.

standing alone in the dark river
I stare at the ant, whispering words
perhaps as a prayer of some sort.

10.27.2021

Race

at one point, I forgot how fast I was running
time flew by, I just work my legs to fly
I opened my eye, realized I stopped breathing
with ease, just gasps at a time

flash of memories, bright light in the sky
warm shine from the sun, it could’ve been fun
just waiting, yes the waiting, for days to come
there will be smile, there will be warmth, there will be hope.

10.25.2021

Round

unlike movies, unlike novels, unlike commercials,
there aren’t time for silence.
each second testifies against (for) your existence

so I say, take that extra step to go a distance
do not be afraid to be naked
to your own conscious, not others’

for love, for hope, for courage, for faith,
take that extra step towards your goal

10.20.2021