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Poetry · Writing

kiddle

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seen it before

this is the part of the story were i start a fire;

same book, different page-

so lets burn the book

set fire to nights reflecting on those pages,

stay up all night and write new ones

laugh a little more love a lot harder

let you know that i will never run away

never be the one to be consumed by fire

i have been so tired

of this book- seared pages- same ending- new flames

not this time,

i am not the human tourch

or controlled by these fears-

we will write a new one

call it the kiddle

so no fire will come close

Poetry · Writing

the charm of a scale

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i never have to tell you

but i always want to remind you

the way you speak reminds me of a river creek

subtle and calm holding me tight in the center of your palm

the charm of a scale- always in balance no force no malice;

the way you love- secret to your sauce isn’t three spoons of sugar

it’s your hands through my hair like a comb here or gone

i’ve never felt so at home

beat of your heart moves my train and your lips are the fuel

never cruel a precious jewel and it’s all in your eyes

and i’ll never part ties

Poetry · Writing

saint III

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i looked you in the eyes

and i took your words as gospel

preacher of the light

the filler of void

an anchor in the middle of the ocean

and on this cruise, you were the voice of reason

that outfit you can wear during any season-

i pray to you;

before thy i kneel and worship the grace you give

the challenge in your eyes gives strength to those

that can’t will themselves from bed

that can’t summon the strength

that wish for change and are granted borrowed time from your generous hands

that you for the gifts wrapped in neat bows

an angel from below i thought sent to curse

to burn

yet you tend to my gardens

for i

for i am only a humble poet

a dancer of water for the moons wishes

a singer for those souls that cherish the moments that never end

and you granted my wish

for that;

i will love in my borrowed time

i will write about your words

about your beauty

about this life, from this view

 

Poetry · Writing

two timer-

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talked more and walked less

came around and threw fits

never one for balance

and you haven’t stopped falling

no pausing no more stalling

lets talk a lot less and leave the comfort of the walls of our mind

venture out into the world- you’ll never know what you will find;

it’ll be scary i promise

the world is rude and unforgiving

but the same world is kind and loving

two timer, always a coat under, fine primer

the comfort of the walls have you on speed dial

you’ll answer and run-

but when you jingle the knob

and you feel all the pain in your heart throb

know i am proud of you- we all are,

Poetry · Writing

like a movie;

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you bring out the best in me:

when you are around, i wear my shiniest shoes

my best shirt always tucked in and a clean jacket-

i walk in a straight line

when we go out to dinner i pull out your chair

i always pay the fare loving you is all too rare

you support all my endeavours

i’ll give a dollar you’ll give two

when i made my debut

it was you

sitting in the front row ready for a show

and you’ll tell me it was great-

and all i remember were your cheers

you break down all of my fears

like clockwork you are all of my gears

i’ll never leave your side, you can have all of my years

Poetry · Writing

truth of the day

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chances are

i have seen the worlds true colors

bright amber in the morning

dusk ivy in the evening-

greed only calls in the night

at the door past 2am-

uses her key, the one i gave all those years ago

the smell of her perfume send me clawing at the wall

she’ll leave the next morning –

blood fresh under her fingernails, heels in her relaxed fingers

and the amber rays will watch the flesh

heal on the day

makin’ the day

feelin’ the day

here for the day.

Poetry · Writing

lake of mine;

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i need you-

i don’t understand why that is so hard to admit,

i am someone who won’t ask for help

even when everything is flooded and i’ve lost an oar

and when no one else is coming or can even see the water

you; but with you, you i need around,

the feel of your hands on mine

leaves a chill down my spine

the soft voice echoing, saying everything will be alright

lips on my ear, everything will be alright

you are the other oar when i am drowning

when the day is beautiful;

and the day is ours to enjoy

and i am never drowning

Poetry · Writing

essential

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there is something special

about being needed-

knowing that you make someones day

just by doing something little

that a small task can turn make their week

i long for it

going on a trip and i want to be marked essential

not that i have potential and more than influential

pick me up and don’t put me down

i am-

i am

Poetry · Writing

cupid’s dmv

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steady hand

the god with the steadiest and he never misses

truth sight and a bond issued

we waited our turn for something this real

love this real

not the temporary they handout to appease you

they can’t be the one to please you

cupid has not found your one;

number forty-two thousand and ninety three-

hoping it is our turn, i will finally have my number called

not this year

or the next

others picked what seems at random

what is it that they have but not i

challenge them for the love that i believe to deserve

enough is enough and temporary handouts it is enough

they don’t deserve this as much as i

will hold hands in line together

and wait for our chance;

Poetry · Writing

god’s arcade

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chance is-

we get a second chance with another life

a god puts quarters into a game

and we reboot in a new body

new memories new family new lovers

in that life i never touch a pen

i carry a ball and a glove

a gun and knife

a purse and a baby-

maybe-

we live in the shadow of our god

the one pushing quarters to give us life

and we chase the same love they look for

and that’s why i always find myself in your arms