February 18, 2017
Away,From you,
You are still with me
Always a piece
Keeps me
Striving to be
A better me
Piece–a memory
keeps me awake
Unwilling to settle for less
Than tomorrow
And judgment-free, me
I neither hear,
Nor see you,
But knowing you are
You were,
You were even possible
To be
Keeps me in motion
Balancing,
Wiser as me,
I thank you,
From my crescent top,
Back and forth,
Up and down
And still I rise,
Out of sight,
Even still
Your memory
Reminds me
Of the proven possibility
Of peace
within me.
Tag: poem
Writing, How I Forget
February 2017
I forget, how did I forget you?
You, the instrument that gives me a niche,
Comfort in the slide
Of liquid,
of graphite over lines
Click of keys,
Let out, letting be
The thoughts, emotions,
Made tangible,
I find you again,
And I am thankful,
I forget, so that I may
Ever ecstatically remember you.
And so I write.
Enigma
July 3, 2017
Rose petals and thorns
An alluring enigma
She loves on, in vain
Love to Live From
February 27, 2017
The greatest thanks
go to
those who
give a kind of love
we would wish
to refuse;
How bitter
the pill;
Sting!
Of the syringe!
If not administered,
how else
would you exist?
If not
for the
check
Issued,
of IOUs and
deferred dreams
For treatment
That kills
More than just
The tumor
It is love
The kind
We do no write
About
Unconditional,
out of basic
human
necessity
to survive,
with
the pack;
because
we all are
one part
of the whole
this is love
that we would
live for,
and so we
do.
Knowing
January 2017
Knowing was my strength,
And yet remains my weakness,
my mind wonders on
Overflow
July 29, 2017
I am teaming with
an overflow of words
I for years, long ignored
The steady trickle of

