come, stay and let's talk. it's a good day to be alive
we all need a ritual.
a morning tea as the day slowly brightens;
a steamy bath after a long strenuous day;
but once in awhile, sing.
sing a hearty battle song as if it’s the last one;
sing the love of your life as if it’s your first.
a lengthy preparation for the leap of faith
and quick decision to seize the moment
equally matters.
so, when you can,
sing sometimes.
11.27.2022
her hair ruffled like a city mice
her eyes glimpse deep through the lies
you try to feed her no matter
you explain it’s for the better
she dances among the shadows
when the party is lively
but goes to the lakeside shallows
when no one is looking silently
as the night lingers for long
I wonder what took her song
12.10.2021
Your quiet eyes glare into a
cosmos, a vacuum space that is
everything
Your heartbeats resonate through
the atmosphere, adjoining a
thousand others’
Your feet and hands are worn, but
they are in command of many skills
that others did not dare to know
Alone against the quiet world,
Unaccompanied, entangled in this maze,
Each of us sings,
Singing our anthem to our soul.
7.23.2019
Lips of green tree leaves touch
On a peacefully quiet summer evening
Smooth sliver of wind loftily engulfs both
Holding each other softly close caressing
In darkness, their shapes dissolve
Wholly together, throbbing halves evolve
Into stream of movements, rumbling,
Rolling, and spinning together twinkling
A morning comes, a clear drew rests on
Each of their forehead, cooling off, or
Shedding tears, unexpected, unpracticed
Smiling into each other, satisfied.
6.25.2019
Pounding against concrete wall, each beat of a heart resonates
Wishes and prayers of lonely nights Through blistering cold wind,
Smothering heat strokes, It persists, hanging onto the wall.
Beating a drumroll for a dream sure to come.
4.18.2019
Ralph with Coffee 