Waxing poetic on thoughts, theory & the times
July 2, 2006
Child,
is it worth the forfeit
This life you think you know?
Never to meet the dawn
Nor the sunset
That is always
Anew
Child,
So young,
What do you know?
What does the world know
Of you?
Suffer the day
Fight until dusk
But determine to taste
The fruit born
Of your tears
To do so,
bask in another morn’ s sun
You must
Written 2003
Sweet dreamer
The tears you have cried
Are prayers
Each one
Don’t hold them inside
Hope for the future
Let go of the past
Your day will soon come
This pain will not last
Hold tight to your dreams
And though you may cry
Live for today
Tomorrow you’ll fly
July 13, 2017
I saw her today,
The girl I once was
She did not recognize me
How could she?
She looked forlorn
And her poetic verse
of melancholy
She,
at odds
with her mind
Society
And body
I listened
To her song,
And smiled
I told her
It would get better
But there would also be pain
“You will find happiness
In sources
Your young soul
Can not yet fathom”
I told her
Not to overlook good
Where it is
And to savor
The pain,
From it “you will grow
And nurture empathy,
“From this all
You will become
Me”
June 30, 2017
Underwater
Cut off
Filter feed
Must
to handle
Everything
In quantities
Not overwhelming
For the worn
To remain
In the game
Must remember
To save
self
first
No bliss
In this ignorance
Just sugar
Water
With the pill
Dilute
To keep
Eyes open
And breathing still
She of Letters 