Category: Poetry

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When I’m Old

When I’m old I want to be vibrant To sparkle with life Not wither and fade Like weather vanes In a dry season I want to still dream These young man’s dreams To fall and rise again As persistent as time With its staid patterns Yet random in places Where you can find me Never … Continue reading When I’m Old

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Strange Frequencies

I am two human beings One who dreams of change And finds solace in silence Another who stands still Who screams at the sky Waiting for answers That never seem to come Arguing with the other To find relevance in sin To cross transgression In order to come out clean That’s what we all want … Continue reading Strange Frequencies

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Dirge

The sound of feet shuffling Slipping on mossy rock Blindly forging onward Through sand and shale To reach their hidden home The feel of rough stone Pressing against soft skin Exhaustion creeping in While they weep and moan Knowing tomorrow is lost The grooves are jagged Cut into the faded rock Gripped by rough hewn … Continue reading Dirge

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Faraway, So Close

Faraway, so close Lost in a moment That shall never return Neverending night Lacking all its stars In a fitful sleep Full of odd dreams And a lack of clarity Fighting a relevance That has yet to be seen Like art on a wall In an empty room Or strangers on a train Going nowhere … Continue reading Faraway, So Close

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Fresh Paint

The wall has fresh paint Opaque in color To drown out her screams Both varied and innate Perfect background for pain Colors sliding down Mingling with her tears A crack in the facade Perfect in its flaws Waiting for a second coat The darker imitation Belonging to another Yet bleeding through A reality of change … Continue reading Fresh Paint