come, stay and let's talk. it's a good day to be alive
it’s as if every inch of breathing space is
whipped into whirlwinds of flowery fire in
this long narrow path we all must take
when light runs thousands of miles to make
this realization that, perhaps that’s all:
you’ve given it all, and now wait for your call
when darkness had lent its hand to me
I shook its hand
it was as if my bones shattered at mere touch
yet I did not let go.
there is more work to do
there will be a new day
the sun will rise again
there will be more
like the golden sunset laced in the air
there’s something I read from songs so fair
like a tsunami, flashes of memories arrived
reckoning long-forgotten feelings I’d archived
I stared into the deep blue ocean
and I dared to swim again into freedom
2.12.2022
if I may,
I’ll let Spring air sing jazz songs,
let fluffy clouds lay down gentle shades
for the beauty who takes a long
nap in between joyous adventures.
It is my humble overture,
one I’ve decided upon a springtime,
one I may keep for a very long time.
2.11.2022
sometimes, when I get nervous,
I open my window, and let the sunshine through,
filling the room with golden light,
the kind of boulangère warmth that
keep a soul alight
and when I get a chance,
yes, if I do please get the chance,
I would like to share this warmth with another soul
hoping to alight this world a little brighter, softer, cozier.
2.11.2022
every step of the way into the spotlight
I fought with everything that I’ve got
yet now I realize what helped me get inside
was sweat and faith of all my family despite
my bigger-than-myself dream of life
so every step of the way into the spotlight
I thank each one of them for their plight
2.9.2022
digging the tunnel in the cave
light shines in and shapes it gave
made me wonder possibilities
that could happen as reality
yet I wonder
if I should dig further
to reveal the truth
hidden behind the light’s route
1.29.2022
when everyone’s asleep
there are subtle gifts
the clear sky above the head
the peach orange light ahead
as if you are still in a dream
the world reveals gems that beam
1.27.2022
sometimes it betrays
your true inner age
sometimes it testifies
your true virtues you exemplify
sometimes it serves as a reminder
sometimes it helps your mind wander
a photograph is worth more than a book
a photograph is valued by the one who looks
1.24.2022
memories of joy are fading
only pain seems to resemble a feeling
I once believed in
ever so tightly to win
a gamble I knew little of
a sin I had been atoning for
… do not ask for forgiveness.
just repay with your actions.
1.20.2022
when the words were spoken
glint of shining sun ray peered open
momentary blindness, I embraced
shaken, by its softness and grace,
I took a step out the door
soaking in the warm afternoon shore
though I may not see you in person
I know I will be with you in essence
1.19.2022
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