Tag: Poetry

Sun

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I avoided staring into the screeching white ball in the sky

As I soared higher, reaching for the highest atmosphere to climb

I felt the gravity losing its grip on me

Wings of sanity seemed to lose its feathers

As the air thinned, the sun ever brighter, engulfing the atmosphere

I crouched, and the darkest abyss was underneath

Ever so quiet, dull, and dark

Nothing seemed to pass through it.

I opened my eyes again, as the morning sun blinked through the blinders.

I turned off my alarm, and washed my face with water cupped in my hands.

I breathed. I saw. I lived.

Now, I need to make a choice.

7.21.2021

Shock

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A little kick in the leg

Can change your perspective.

Suddenly, life is too short to think too big

Too many things are left to tackle

Wake up in the right moment

Or the joy ride will march away

A little kick in the leg

Can help you a little bit

To run along with others

On this world spinning ever fast

As the clock needle on watch’s face.

7.19.2021

Time

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Have I failed to remember

The blue blossom of a rose

Standing quietly on a cold winter morning blue sky

Somethings that are better unsaid, better un-photographed, better savored wholly,

That I vowed I would remember,

But have I failed to remember.

Like the tear drops of a yawn in a fluffy afternoon bath of yellow sunflower sunlight

They slipped through my tired finger tips, leaving minuscule slips of paper cuts.

Yes, I may have forgotten. Yes, I am growing thicker skin, stiffer joints, and stickier sentiments.

But in my prayer, in the weave of movements, in the scribbles of thoughts, I hope it lives on in the hearts of my fellows.

And if a gracious grant may allow me, may I dare to carry on with my remaining life, contend with closing this chapter, and dream for a life to move on.

7.12.2021

Loft

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Perhaps this is the beginning of something,

something that breaks away from the chains of law

of nature.

Perhaps it existed before I was born,

but then again,

I was only alive for a flitting second of the earth.

So, perhaps now is the time to hold on to the invisible

To cross this Rubicon

As some say, ‘life is for the brave’.

7.11.2021

Golden frog

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A fat golden frog is stupidly bland for my taste of life

Bellowing it’s belly out, croaking it’s self-importance

Tumbling in mud pool all day in a quagmire bliss

But I gotta say, there’s a beauty in the mud.

The mud where all breathing and crying things came from.

Who’s to say one’s better than the other?

But I gotta say, the fat golden frog is too bland for the taste of life.

6.19.2021

Lone dreamer

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My dear,

I loved you with my sincerest heart. That, I can say with the weight of a tombstone hung on my tongue.

As I lay on this dusty road, tossed after being dragged all over the world at the back of a donkey’s cart, I wondered where all the spirits had gone to.

Where did the drumming sound of the hearts, howling of war cries, and the clenched fist of resolution, that vowed never to let anything get in the way of the marvelous pursuit of our beliefs?

The whispers of serene blessings, the quiet Venus in the sky of dawn, where did you go?

But I must tell you now: I loved you. Gone are the principles, power, and people. Yet should face to love you again, I’d jump into that whirlpool of fire to hold your hand.

So, my dear,

Oh my dearest dear.

Please know that I love you so.

6.18.2021

Brother

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Oh how worthwhile, it was!

The arduous ordeal of waiting,

Hundreds and thousands of misunderstandings;

Yet this reunion supplicates the minds.

Yes, my heart’s been scarred all-over,

My body’s been aging seemingly faster.

But, oh, how sweet this reunion is!

Yes, the end is nigh,

And I must walk the long unforgiving path

Treading blindly into the future unknown

Carrying none but this memory of reunion.

But, oh, just look how bright this reunion shines!

5.22.2021